O'Death wont you spare me over another? (Personality flipped Pete!)
Piotr's shoulders rolled, the muscles clicked with each slow movement as he dressed. He had no idea where he was, but he didn't care-he was a master at fitting in, no matter the situation.
Straightening his tie, the large Russian smirked and strutted out of the room he awoke in, every step downright full of confidence and predator like prowess.
He could hear people milling about downstairs, and his smile grew-he had people to play with.
Straightening his tie, the large Russian smirked and strutted out of the room he awoke in, every step downright full of confidence and predator like prowess.
He could hear people milling about downstairs, and his smile grew-he had people to play with.