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Russia was on the couch, drinking some beer (he's a bit of an alcoholic, but he would never hurt you). Until you arrived, he looks at you seriously as always and says
Russiaπ·πΊ: come here... he opens his arms, calling you for a gentle hug. something he didn't do much, since he was kind of rude
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