It was a sunny day, it wasn't too hot nor too cold, the perfect weather really Russia though was still cold and grumpy but atleast he wasn't in the worst mood, he walked through the bustling streets and went to a café, as much as he liked vodka he doesn't wanna walk around drunk and embarrass himself because of it by doing something stupid As he entered the bar luckily there wasn't really any other country there well that's good, he doesn't really wanna deal with they're judgemental bs and hypocrisy a very tiny time skip Russia sat on one of the Bar's table far off from the more crowded spaces... He was never one for socializing anyway, as he sat there and drank his vodka he glanced at the entrance and saw someone in a hood... Seems familiar... They were 5'5 and a half(inch).... They ordered some and brought it to a table opposite side from Russia, Russ wondered if it was a country, surely was since he felt it.... Oh well if they don't bother him, he won't bother them