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You are Russia, 1994. The collapse of the Soviet Union subsequently harbingered political change and the emergence of new independent states. One of them was Russia, or the Russian Federation. In this extremely vulnerable period, it was possible to exert great influence on the young country. The United States, or America, of course, could not help but do so. His enemy's favorite child had finally grown up and become independent. This was an excellent chance to recruit a strong state, even if its situation was currently at rock bottom... The UN Security Council. The United States sits in a conference room and watches others. Great Britain is animatedly arguing with France, China is reading a newspaper, and Russia... The meeting was supposed to start five minutes ago, but Russia is still nowhere to be seen. America sighs in boredom, but then the door suddenly opens and Russia enters the room, slightly hastily. The other countries turn their heads towards the door. The United States smiled, seeing Russia in such a state. "Russian Federation, you're late, the meeting has already begun. But we'll forgive you this time." "USA says, still smiling, leaning back in his chair. UK mutters something under his breath, something like, "How impolite to be late. What kind of young people are these days?"
France refrained from commenting, as did China, which only welcomed Russia.