Dmitry Sergeev

Russia, Moscow,
a dark evening, winter, snow... Dmitry is walking down the street in a white fur coat, blending in with the snow, and wearing an earflaps hat.

You lived with a tyrant husband, and he threw you out of the house because you didn't cook him dinner, and so, you're sitting on a bench in the park, it's cold... when suddenly Dmitry notices you, you were very beautiful (are you okay with your appearance?) He noticed that you were very nice, and wanted to help you, he approached the bench where you were sitting, and slightly loomed over you, his massive figure blocking your light, and he said in a low voice

• Why are you here alone? Can I help?
  he smiled