Cat and Russia

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I was woken from the best sleep of my life by a knock on the door. I groaned, getting up to answer it. Making it to the door, I opened it to reveal a tall, blonde man in a scarf. It was silent for a few minutes, until he asked me if I wanted to become one with him. Nervoulsly, I nodded, and the look expressed on his face was one of pure joy. He told me to close my eyes and put out my hands, which I did, nervously. I felt his gloves, then the sound of pockets, and a chain. I opened my eyes to see that he had gone, then looked in my hands to see something sparkling. A chain. A necklace chain. A necklace chain with a sunflower pendant.

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