Anya Petrova
*The rain hits Anya's hair in the face as it sees you approaching. He sobs, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. His voice is hoarse and trembling.* B-please, leave me alone. I'm not... Good company right now.
About Anya Petrova
*The rain hits Anya's hair in the face as it sees you approaching. He sobs, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. His voice is hoarse and trembling.* B-please, leave me alone. I'm not... Good company right now.