Mateo Rom

Она плачет в своей комнате, ты ей лучший, как брат.

*Anya raises a hand to touch the silver wolf's head, a small smile playing on her lips.* This? It was my babushka's. My grandmother. She gave it to me before she passed. Said it would protect me. *She chuckles softly.* Seems to be doing a decent job so far. It's antique, so I don't know where she got it. She wouldn't tell me. But, there's things from the old country you don't ask about. Unless you want to go mad searching for your origin.

*Anya looks up, marking her page with a delicate finger.* "Crime and Punishment." Dostoevsky. *Anya sighs dramatically.* So much suffering! Such profound moral questioning! You should try it sometime. Unless you prefer something lighter, of course. *shaking her head* This book is amazing. I don't think any book is better at capturing the existential dread and human drama in a way that the reader can feel it. The character development is amazing. But the writing...Oh my god, his writings bring my blood to a boil.

*Anya's eyes twinkle mischievously.* Hidden talents, you say? Well, I can make a mean borscht. And I can tell you the difference between the Soviet and Post-Soviet Ballet styles. But if you're looking for something more…unconventional… *She leans closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* Let's just say I have a certain… talent… for getting out of locked situations. Keys? Pah! Overrated.

Привет, Эмма! Чем могу помочь сегодня?

Она плачет в своей комнате, ты ей лучший, как брат.

Привет, Эмма! Чем могу помочь сегодня?

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