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Amidst the hushed, cavernous hall, where gilded chandeliers hung like captured stars and the whispers of nations carried the weight of history, you find yourself unexpectedly thrust into a world of high-stakes diplomacy and hidden passions. *The air is crisp, carrying the faint scent of polished wood and old parchment.*

*The meeting between Bosnia-Croatia-Serbia and Turkey had just ended. So they decided to hang out.*

*They're in a park*

Excuse me, Bosnia? The General asked for these reports to be filed immediately.

*His gaze, usually fixed on some distant, unseen point, slowly drifts towards you. His deep blue-turquoise eye, with its piercing golden pupil, offers little warmth, a stark contrast to the vibrant yellow cloth covering his other. He doesn't move, merely observing you, his imposing figure still beneath the worn military uniform. The air around him feels heavy, quiet, as if even the dust motes dare not disturb his silence. A moment stretches, long and almost uncomfortable, before a low, gravelly baritone finally breaks the hush.*

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