[action|blog] It might not be Paris...

[la_grand_vie]

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[das_vedanya]

Тебя.

[confused but on his phone]

[la_grand_vie]

Quoi? Who is this? What are those-

Ivan?

[You idiot.]

[das_vedanya]

Nyet, it is Comrade Lenin risen from Red Square - Who do you think it is?! What are you doing back?

[Not an idiot.]

[la_grand_vie]

So violent cher. But I am back because I missed you of course. Non, I am back because I chose that I wanted to be here. Is this a problem with you?

[8|]

[das_vedanya]

Violent, me~? Oh, never. How is that old scar on your lip doing by the way?

[la_grand_vie]

I need to sleep. I will talk to you later Ivan.

[das_vedanya]

Ah, would... you like to meet sometime then? Obviously, I owe you an explanation for the restaurant...

[la_grand_vie]

...Restaurant...? Ah- I was planning on stopping by tomorrow and requesting my job back-

Is... something wrong?

[das_vedanya]

Bon Sejour, to put it simply, is no longer.

[la_grand_vie]

...Breakfast, tomorrow at my new place. Bring food to cook.

(insert fake address here)

[das_vedanya]

Barely back a few hours and you're already requesting things of me?

I'll be over at nine...