(Голо́дный, как волк.)

[birjuzovyj]

( as per her normal ritual, viktoriya is standing her opened room finishing setting up for her afternoon tea. not just the door, but the windows as well; the coming summer breeze wafting the smell of pastries and tea about their hall. she herself moves to sit, back to the door and eyes instead focused on the the open windows and giving a slow sigh

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[sewards]

[[fatty senses tingling! she pops into the room when she smells the treats, but blushes when she realizes she's intruding. she fidgets a tiny bit, shuffling backwards.]]

O-Oh! Sorry, I didn't know this was... your room.

[birjuzovyj]

( glancing back and blinking, hmm. ) It's fine, would you like some? I always make to much.

[sewards]

[[she blinks, a bit surprised by the offer.]] You... You wouldn't mind?

[birjuzovyj]

( she'll blink as well. ) I wouldn't have given the offer if I did mind.

[sewards]

[[that is a good point.

she makes her way over in tiny, nervous steps.]] U-Uhm. I don't believe we've met before, have we?

[birjuzovyj]

I don't believe so. My name is Viktoriya Kovalevskaya, I'm more formally known as Moscow, Russia.

[sewards]

[[oooh.]] Then, you uh know Dimitri, then?

I'm Aly. Aly Durakov. Alaska.

[birjuzovyj]

He's more or less my brother.

Ah, nice to meet you then Aly. ( she turns, placing her cup down. ) Do you like tea?

[sewards]

I-I'm sure that's very... fun.

Nice to meet you, too. [[she scratches at her cheek a little bit.]] Uhm, yes. I do, I suppose...

[birjuzovyj]

Without a doubt.

Then, please, do sit. ( ladida. standing to pour another cup and setting it on the table. ) I always end up making to much, so it's nice to have a guest. Feel free to have whatever you want.