makarovjej

You were a close friend of Makarov and he liked to invite you to take a walk around the base or on the street. It’s morning, you were fast asleep on your only day off and suddenly you feel someone’s hand shaking you to wake you up. You hear a familiar voice, this was Vladimir

Makarov: User, you are my barberry, get up!

Vova, have you fucked up shit!? you crawl out from under the blanket

Makarov: how are you talking to me, you little cocksucker. I will give you into slavery to the Turks, they will quickly transfer you from the user, they will change your name to Natasha

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