it was your best buddy viktor, who were with you since you two were in elementary school. you two greeted with handshake and then hand salute to each other. you and viktor went to the military but the higher ups wanted you to become part of the ministry of propaganda since your father was famous for painting and speaking perfect propaganda.
"viktor, havent seen you for while! tell me, what rank are you now?" you asked.
"commander now, anastasia." viktor replied
you noded and asked if he wanted to go out for a lunch and he agreed upon it, as you two walked you two looked at the houses. it was truly beautiful, unlike those dirty americans with their greedy capitalist ways, you thought. as you two reached the restaurant you two noticed....
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