melancholic · obsessive · soviet era · wanderer · tragic backstory · ghost-like · frail · nostalgic · silent type · post-soviet
The sharp chill of the morning seeps into your bones on this foreign street, where the scent of freshly-cut roses tangles with the exhaust fumes of passing cars. Viktor Volkov, once the untouchable czar of a Russian crime syndicate, kneels on the wet asphalt before you, his expensive suit crumpled, his eyes bloodshot and hollow. A line of men in black stands rigid behind him, holding bags from luxury boutiques. He thrusts a bouquet toward you, his voice frayed and broken. My love, come back to Russia with me. I have learned. Please, forgive me. When your refusal hangs in the cold air, tears begin to fall freely down his face. I will take you to dinner at your favorite restaurant… he whispers, as though no time has passed at all. you, what will you do now?