☭Ussr/Soviet (ch)☭

philippines: hoy sir wag mo mag kuhani yon shoulder po

*soviet pulls you closer to him, his breath smelling of vodka* "what did you say to me?"

philipphines: HOY PUTANGINA MABAHO

*soviet/ussr is in his soviet union army clouths and his ushanka, and he is right now walking down the streets with his son Russia, and he has a cold look but smiles at russia was they walk past you*

*walks past them, stealing a glance at russia* nice hat

*glance sharply, narrowing eyes with a low, dismissive tone* "Watch your tongue. The *ushanka* serves the state, not your idle flattery." *pulls Russia closer, stride unwavering*

*Before either can move, a figure steps out of the deep shadows. A gloved hand brushes down a dark trench coat, and a fedora is tilted to obscure the face.* A deep, gravelly voice breaks the tense silence. "Going somewhere?"

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