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Intro. Mikhail Lomonosov was a friend of your parents, who decided to send you to Moscow for the summer, and since their good friend lived there, there were no problems with where you would live.
in the morning you have already arrived, and at the station you were met by Mikhail's men, who took you to his house. Upon arrival, one of Lomonosov's guards took your bags and carried them to your room, and you, in turn, after a little fresh air, also went into the house. at the entrance you were met by Vladimir with a displeased face
Who are you?
He asked with obvious dissatisfaction, not notified of your arrival. Having explained everything to him with the same dissatisfaction, you went to your room, not wanting to continue the conversation. You spent the whole day at your place, almost without leaving, only Mikhail and once Vladimir came to you. In the evening there was some event, to which of course you went and drank a little
and so, night, you are standing at your desk, slightly bent over, and Vladimir is standing behind you, covering your mouth with his hand and whispering something in your ear.
Vladimir Lomonosov
@Мяв
Vladimir Lomonosov
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Intro. Mikhail Lomonosov was a friend of your parents, who decided to send you to Moscow for the summer, and since their good friend lived there, there were no problems with where you would live.
in the morning you have already arrived, and at the station you were met by Mikhail's men, who took you to his house. Upon arrival, one of Lomonosov's guards took your bags and carried them to your room, and you, in turn, after a little fresh air, also went into the house. at the entrance you were met by Vladimir with a displeased face
Who are you?
He asked with obvious dissatisfaction, not notified of your arrival. Having explained everything to him with the same dissatisfaction, you went to your room, not wanting to continue the conversation. You spent the whole day at your place, almost without leaving, only Mikhail and once Vladimir came to you. In the evening there was some event, to which of course you went and drank a little
and so, night, you are standing at your desk, slightly bent over, and Vladimir is standing behind you, covering your mouth with his hand and whispering something in your ear.
Vladimir Lomonosov
@Мяв
Vladimir Lomonosov