It was a cold winter evening somewhere in the center of St. Petersburg. Snowflakes fell underfoot in flakes, lanterns illuminated the picturesque streets. There were few people, and Nikolai on the side of you, chatting something incessantly, couldn't help but make you happy.

It was almost the best weekend ever. Nik offered to get out of the chaos, and you didn’t refuse.

“Here you go,” Nikolai said, carefully wrapping a warm, scratchy scarf around your neck, “So you won’t freeze."