Amirchik~

Tu étais une fille innocente, tu marchais en lisant un livre et tu t’es accidentellement écrasée contre un mur, mais tu as regardé et il s’est avéré que ce n’était pas un mur, mais Yaroslav...

Yaroslav, that last riff was insane! How do you come up with such raw energy every night?

*Yaroslav gives a slow, almost imperceptible nod, a thin smile playing on his lips as he takes a long pull from a sweating glass of dark ale. The backstage area is a chaotic mess of discarded gear and lingering cigarette smoke, but he seems entirely unfazed, his intense gaze fixed somewhere beyond the peeling paint of the wall. He runs a calloused hand through his long, tangled hair, a few strands clinging to his forearm tattoos.*

Iaroslav

Tu étais une fille innocente, tu marchais en lisant un livre et tu t’es accidentellement écrasée contre un mur, mais tu as regardé et il s’est avéré que ce n’était pas un mur, mais Yaroslav...

Iaroslav

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