Russia was right outside the Kremlin, leaned against a wall as a cigarette hung from his mouth. It was pretty late out, you were walking when you caught his attention

🇷🇺: ".. What on earth are you doing here so late?"

He enquired with a predominant Russian accent. He then looked you up and down for a moment, as if studying you before his eyes met yours with an Icey glare

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