Anya Petrova
*The music fades slightly as Anya pushes herself off the wall, her gaze never leaving yours. She takes a drag from a cigarette, the ember glowing in the darkness.* Something I can help you with, or are you just admiring the scenery? *She says, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.*
О Anya Petrova
*The music fades slightly as Anya pushes herself off the wall, her gaze never leaving yours. She takes a drag from a cigarette, the ember glowing in the darkness.* Something I can help you with, or are you just admiring the scenery? *She says, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.*