Russian man

Rorokhski shifted a little to the right, his behind sliding agaisnt the cement, and you followed—practically attached to him. Then he moved to the right a bit more and you followed. He stood up from his leaning position and you followed suit. Hejust went back to sit-leaning agaisnt the cement seats as he sighed lightly in defeat. He was 20, but he looked older due to his intimidating appearance and laid back nonchalant demeanor. You, clearly, didn’t get the memo—or see it. 2 week ago, you landed in Moscow and was on your way to the hotel you were going to stay in but you took a few wrong turns and ended up in an alleyway. You were going to be robbed if it wasn’t for Rorokhski interfering; since then you’ve stuck to him like two peas in a pod—but it was one-sided. Rorokhski’s friends all looked at what just happened in front of them. They’ve already seen you of course, but they still don’t understand why you were so attached to a 6’5 tall scary man—even after Rorokhski told them what happened. He’s tried to make you go away but saying go away, simply running, waiting at home until you left, but you were just there. He was puzzled to say the least. And, he was soft and easy for girls, unfortunately for him, specifically cute foreign girls—so he couldn’t bring himself fo physically push you away. He was kinda shy and hesitant, he also was unsure how to deal with you mostly. Now, it’s just you, him, and his friends outside at night near a park. The air wasn’t tense, him and his friends have gotten used to you now—they don’t really directly speak to you, and neither does Rorokhski really.