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[anatolyveselov]

Anatoly looked at the little wench for a split second before harshly moving out of the way to catch a lighter someone else had thrown.

"Харашо, а теперь иди на хуй."

"I'd probably be more obliging if you were doused in petrol first."

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Tolya rolled his eyes and simply took the cigarette from Parsons and lit his own with it. "You should be nicer. Isn't that the propaganda you're going with?" He asked, tossing Johnathan's cigarette to the side.

A pointed look is cast towards the Russian as Johnathan lights his cigarette. He takes a drag then says, "No."

[anatolyveselov]

@mobscene-starters

"Give me a light."

[anatolyveselov]

"You put that on. I think my babushka wouldn't have worn that." He chuckled once more. "You can try, but you know it won't end well for you... Besides, you sure you want to ruin... That?" He asked, flipping the massive bow.

"Come on, get it out your system." He paused, narrowing his gaze. "If you fuckin' heckle me in there, I'd punch your lights out."

[anatolyveselov]

"You used to be more daring."

"Oh dear, I have numerous reasons, why it would be a disastrous decision, I do not even know where to begin."

[anatolyveselov]

He simply shrugged. "A stray I found, completely harmless."

"And you? Are you ready for everything that's to come tonight?" He didn't mean it in the fun way. For once.

"No, you didn't."

"Who's the Pomeranian? She looks feral."

[anatolyveselov]

@milaxkorshunova

"I was such a bad choice, that you decided to come alone?"

[anatolyveselov]

@lararutherford

"I forgot I'd be seeing you so soon."

[anatolyveselov]

"It's an awards show, not a funeral... Oh wait... Is this a wake?"

FOR: @mobscene-starters WHEN: 23rd of March, 2024. WHERE: Royal Albert Hall. Pre-awards.

Kerem wanted to be anywhere but here.

His suit may have glittered deep flickers of blue and white under the expensive lights, he may have looked the part; but he didn't feel it in any manner of the word. There was something to be said for a life taken too soon, but stolen...that was the words he would have used to describe this situation.

Finding himself sticking to the edges, away from people seemed like the best way to get through this evening. Grin and bare it. He was thankful for Ayda, accompanying him when everything else felt so fucking uncertain.

For the first time since he made the decision, he wondered if University would've been the safer option. Had he thought more with his brains potential than his friends. His...friend. Who was no longer there to bask in the glory of another win on their account. Their hard work. Kerem would do this alone, take fucking Haringey back.

But it'd never feel right. Not without him.

"I hope that dude doesn't ask for another photo, that's the third time."

[anatolyveselov]

"It was a choice."

FOR: @mobscene-starters WHEN: 23rd of March, 2024. WHERE: Royal Albert Hall. Pre-Awards.

"Honestly, here I was thinkin', wow, Maks you've really out done yourself here," He looked up from his phone with a raise of his brow. "Apparently I'm wearing a wedding dress." using his hand to fan it out, he snorted. "Fuckin' hell."

[anatolyveselov]

LONDON AWARDS AT THE ROYAL ALBERT HALL - Anatoly Veselov

Date: Friday, 1st April Escorting: Bang Ara

[anatolyveselov]

Tolya: No. Tolya: Why don't you hire a cook? Tolya: I make my own fun.

Sveta: You can call me Lilith, or Satan. Sveta: Really that bad? 🙃 Sveta: Great, so I'm actually going to have to cook while I'm stuck here, then? Sveta: Rain, bland food -- you must've been having a blast while I've been gone. 🙄

[anatolyveselov]

Tolya: Ah, so the devil returns. About time. Tolya: Don't go looking for anything - I rather die from poison. But there are a few places.

📱anatoly veselov.

Svetlana: Why does Tower Hamlets have little to no good Russian food places? This is fucking criminal. Svetlana: Have you starved to death, yet?

[anatolyveselov]

Tries too hard to be an edgy boy.

[anatolyveselov]

His friends give him more chances than he deserves.

Sounds like a them problem?

[anatolyveselov]

you only serve your self-interest and don't care about anyone else

That's literally the point. I never said I would.

[anatolyveselov]

Has about as much emotional depth as a lamp shade.