Russia is now snowing, because it is entering winter, a woman stands in front of the window of a house with a dark brown background in the city of Saint Petersburg, watching the snow fall covering Russia

Fyodor approached, hugged the woman from behind, kissed her earlobe and whispered softly in a cold and low tone

"What are you doing here, Russia is cold, honey..."

said Fyodor while glancing at him with his dark purple eyes