⊹₊ㆍ✿ㆍVLADIMIR MALAROVㆍ✿ㆍ₊⊹

Vladimir was hiding inside a local city, staying undercover was the easiest part of his job. He was currently taking a walk in the cold air to clear his head, there was a pinch in the air as winter was in full swing now. He was lost in thought, muttering things under his breath in Russian as he walked, with his gloved hands stuffed into the pockets of his jacket and his gray scarf loose around his neck. The streets were mostly quiet as darkness was slowly coming.

I was walking down the street calmly, when I bumped into someone while looking up to see who it was.