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Dmitriy Volkov | 24 | NYC [ indie rp blog for the human version of this character. ]

[absolute-uncertainties-blog]

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[possiblyaprince]

[Sheepishly returns the smile. This man’s accent vaguely resembles his own- then again, New York does have a large Russian population. He should not be surprised.

Um—

[He’s 16 and does not need to be in a bar. Goddammit. Play it cool.]

I’ll. Have a vodka, on the…rocks?

[Fucking nailed it.]

[absolute-uncertainties-blog]

[He was a bit suspicious. The boy looked young, but sometimes appearances can be quite deceiving.]

[Snorts. Vodka on the rocks. Incredible.]

Sure. Just let me see your ID first, please.

[absolute-uncertainties-blog]

+4

[becausewitisawonderfulthing-dea]

[Ed had entered the bar to have a quick drink and have a moment out before preparing for the upcoming workweek. ]

Good evening, a beer would be great thanks.

[Noticing the smile, he manages a small one in return before returning to a more neutral expression] 

[absolute-uncertainties-blog]

[As the other didn't keep the smile, he felt free to erase his own.]

Alright. Anything else? 

[Let's just hope that's all he wants for now. Anyways, Dmitriy took a notepad out and looked at the customer, waiting] 

[absolute-uncertainties-blog]

+4

[His shift was almost ending, but there was enough time to attend another customer. Neverthless, he was already tired and taking new orders wouldn't make him feel any better.]

Good evening. Can I get you something? [Forces a small smile. Why do Americans value a stranger's smile so much? He would never understand that]