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It is a dark winter night. You were coming home from a movie... "That movie sucked! It had horrible graphics and a horrible plotline!" You yell at the wind. "I better get home. I have to feed (Name of animal)." You start to get the feeling of being watched. You stop walking and look around. Deciding it was nothing you continue to walk. As your walking you start to smell vodka and then something goes, "Kolkolkolkol." You started to walk faster and you continued to hear that strange noise. To drown it out you took out your (Name of audio device) and started listening to it. "That is better." You say turning up the volume. You start to feel like someone is following you. You stop walking. "Who is there? This isn't funny ya know!" You yelled obviously annoyed by this whole ordeal. "Oh but it is. kolkolkolkol." You hear a voice reply. Scared you start to run. Then you run into something and fall down. You get up and see a pair of violet eyes looking at you. You met the person's gaze. "Are you okay?" The person you ran into asked. "Yes. Thanks for asking." I am sorry but what is your name?" "Ivan Braginski or Russia." Ivan answered, "What is yours?" "Oh my name is (Your name). "Nice to meet you, (Name)." Ivan siad holding out his hand for you to shake it. Nervous, you grab his hand and before you knew it he pulled you into a hug. "It is cold~da?" "Um yeah." You said nervously. "Look, Ivan, I have to go." You sad sadly. "Don't go (name)!" Ivan says hugging you tighter hoping that would make you stay. You started turning red from not being able to breath. "Okay. I will stay." You said gasping for air. Ivan let go and you started breathing again. "So you stay~da?" Ivan asked smiling. "Yes. I will." You replied looking at his scarf. He took his scarf off and wrapped it around your and his neck. "Uh thanks." You say suprised. "Your welcome, (name). I am glad you stayed. Everyone thinks I am out to get them. When I just want a friend." Ivan said sadly. You couldn't help but feel sorry for him. "I am sorry to hear about that." You say patting his back. Trying not to cry he starts drinking vodka. "The only one that has been there for me is my Vodka." "You shouldn't drink. It is bad for you." You mumbled to yourself. "It is bad? But it brings me joy and comfort. Please don't leave me (Name). I get so lonely." He said hugging you again. "I won't." You say hugging him back. "Da." he said patting your head. "Such soft hair." He said running his fingers through it. "Yes that is what I am told." You say looking into his eyes. He stopped admiring your hair and focused his gaze onto you. He started leaning in for a kiss. Your lips met his. After 5 minutes you pull away. Confused, he looks at you. "What is wrong?" "Nothing. Just nothing." You say putting your head on his neck. "Okay." he said laying his head on yours.
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I love this and I actually do have really soft hair and everyone tells me a lot