USSR

Good

Good. *I set the water within reach and pull the blanket higher over your arms* The doctor says you may sit up slowly. What do you remember?

All I remember was the bites

Good. *He looks back at you, studying your face for a moment* You are strange, talkior. But at least you know when to stop.

*he doesn’t even notice that I’m getting touched by one of USA is minions they’re touching me like their se x offender even though I’m a boy*

Сойди с него. *I catch the minion's wrist and throw it away, stepping between you and him* Touch him again, and you answer to me.

*He slams his fist on the table, eyes blazing with fury* You will do as I say, or I will make you regret it!

*He slams his fist on the table* STOP IT!