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//Idk where the fuck my starter went. I am pretty sure that I send it off. oH WeLL.
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March 1990, Soviet Union.
Tolys walked through the empty hallways of the big house. He had documents tightly in his hands and his body trembled in fear. Every now and then he felt a sharp pain on his back by a terrifying event, leading up to this. The Lithuanian knocked on the door, sighing deeply as he heard Russia allowing him in. Tolys walked into the office, straight towards the Russian's desk. Again a sigh escaped and he slammed the documents on his desk, tears starting to come up. ,,I declare independence and am going to break up with you.", he said and glared at him, trembling. ,,Dont you dare hurt Latvia or Estonia. I'll get my trusty sword and will kick your ass to the moon and back. I hate you, Rusija."
The Lithuanian took then a few steps back, slowly realising that this could be his last words before sufferig something even worse.
//I like Rusliet and I like angst and blood ^^ sO-