Nuvyecha, Russia
Sunni wanted to smoke. Bad.
The cold air and snowy scenery wasn't helping her either. Living in Russia had never been difficult. That is, until you run out of cigarettes.
"Blyat man. How can you run out of cigarettes?" Sunni said while stuffing her hands in her pockets. The cold air and harsh snowy breeze made her shiver.
She looked over at the two figures walking with her. Sasha, who walked behind her, had his face shoved in his phone. Sunni couldn't understand how he could still be so focused on the electrical device.
"Sunni, Anastasius, do you believe in supernatural creatures?" Sasha said.
Sunni and Anastasius looked back at Sasha, who were walking behind them.
"Eh? Supernatural creatures?" Sunni said.
"Yes, you know, vampires and werewolves. Witches and ghouls and zombies."
Sunni chuckled, "Sasha, I think only guys like those type of things."
Sasha faked gasped. "Hey! Aren't you girls interested in that supernatural romance bullshit?"
Anastasius scrunched her nose while Sunni cringed.
"Uh maybe when people were like fifteen. But, no, I don't believe in supernatural creatures." Sunni commented.
Sasha rolled his eyes. "And you Anastasius?"
"Hm no. I don't think they exist."
Sasha sighed. He placed his headphones back over his ears. While they walked, they saw a figure in the distance. The figured jogged toward their direction. The group stopped walking.
"Who...is that? They look familiar." Sunni said.
The figure perked up as the recognized who they were approaching.
"Oh! Sunni! Sasha! Is that y'all?!
"Oh!" Sasha moved his headphones and waved his hand. Sunni smiled and waved, glancing at Anastasius who had a confused look on her face.
"That's Ambrose." Sunni whispered to Anastasius. "He is Sasha's cousin."
Ambrose stops once he is in front of them. He immediately greeted Sasha and Sunni with a hug and kiss on the cheek.
"Ahh my baby cousin and my lovely Sunni." He said with a arm wrapped around Sasha's shoulder. After greeting his friends, Ambrose laid his eyes on Anastasius. He stared in her eyes for a few seconds before Sasha cleared his throat.
"Ambrose, this is Anastasius. She's a foreigner and student that's visiting for a while. Anastasius, this is Ambrose. My cousin."
Ambrose stuck his hand out, eyed glued to Anastasius with a smirk.
Anastasius took his hand in hers, noting how cold his were.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, sakhar." He said while Ambrose placed a kiss on her knuckles.
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The Oddities
General FictionThe pain of someone losing hope in you. It is painful. It's one of those type of pains that you'd hate to remember. For your body to remember. Your soul to remember. It is unbearable. Anastasius Iltz is cranky, brilliant, and in pain. After winning...
