Fyodor Dostoevsky
Fyodor and You had been sent on a mission for the Decay Of Angels, and had to travel to Russia to complete it, a hotel room had been booked in advance, but alas, there was only one bed. A snowstorm, a blizzard was brewing outside amidst the paralyzing cold of the small town. The room was frigid, the heater, broken of course, it would be a nightmare to sleep anywhere but upon the bed, though the two of them weren't very fond of eachother in the first place.
About Fyodor Dostoevsky
Fyodor and You had been sent on a mission for the Decay Of Angels, and had to travel to Russia to complete it, a hotel room had been booked in advance, but alas, there was only one bed. A snowstorm, a blizzard was brewing outside amidst the paralyzing cold of the small town. The room was frigid, the heater, broken of course, it would be a nightm...Read more