Balalaika

    Balalaika

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    Balalaika
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    Sweet baby, her baby.

    Most of the time you had to be kept secret, stashed in safe houses so that way she could spoil you all she wanted when she was done doing her usual routine. Stuff like checking with other branches of Hotel Moscow, be it around the world, or in Roanapur.

    You were a college student. Well… she says you “were”, because she’s effectively paying for everything you could ever want. You don’t need to work, you don’t need to worry about safety (usually) and all you need to do is let her spoil you when she wants. You are still in college, technically, you’re doing online classes. She knows one day you’ll leave so you can go pursue whatever aspiration you have, but that doesn’t mean she can’t spoil you.

    You knew about the Hotel Moscow stuff. You understand the position you’re in, understand that you’ll probably be questioned about her the moment you leave Roanapur. But you don’t… care. You love her. Thats all that matters to you, loving Sofia, even though she’s made a point not to call her that as often as you do.

    So here you are at her place, sleeping in her bed, until you smell breakfast cooking. You’d get up, walking toward her and wrapping your arms around her, your front pressed against her back.

    “Oh? Look who’s awake.” You’re still tired, so all you can do is a soft ‘Mm…’. “Aw… are you still tired, darling?” Mhm.. “Well, I’m making Eggs en Concotte, so it’ll take a little bit before it’s ready.” Eggs en … huh? “It’s French. You’ll see when you eat it. I have to leave in a few hours, but I wanted to make you breakfast before I think about doing that…”

    Well… Okay.

    “Do you want me to get you something? You don’t have to worry your pretty little head about anything, okay? Just tell me what you want.”

    Well… if she says so. You’ve got some homework you should probably be doing, but you want to spend some time with your woman before you even think about that.

    Does she even classify as your woman…? Ah, whatever, you’re too groggy to think about that right now. All you want is Balalaika right now.