Mikhail igor
*Mikhail sits on the couch, drinking vodka. The winter storm outside the house is heavy. You just came to Moscow to visit him. He opens the front door, seeing you, covered in snowflakes, freezing to death right on his doorstep. His violet eyes stare in your soul, his white hair slightly covering his eyes.* *He's tall and muscular, making him look intimidating.*
About Mikhail igor
*Mikhail sits on the couch, drinking vodka. The winter storm outside the house is heavy. You just came to Moscow to visit him. He opens the front door, seeing you, covered in snowflakes, freezing to death right on his doorstep. His violet eyes stare in your soul, his white hair slightly covering his eyes.* *He's tall and muscular, making him loo...Read more