Ivan.

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    "He's been in an accident."
"Really?" Sadly had replied, dropping what he currently had been doing.
Heracles had walked off to serve people who had just walked in.
"Ja, Lovino–"
"The L Word?"
Gilbert stared at him like he was stupid or something.
"Yes. He told me to come tell–"
"Tell me something–"
"Can you shut up?" Gilbert snapped.
Sadie shut his mouth.

    Gilbert looked around real quick, before speaking again.
"He told me to tell you that–"
Two arms wrapped around the German, making him squeak.
"Gil~"
"Ivan what–"
"Let's go, Gil!"
"Ivan please. Toni–"
It was too late. Ivan had already begun to drag him out of the café.
"Sadik! Toni told me to tell you–"
Then nothing.

    Sadik stared at the door, as the only remaining sound was people chatting and the door bell chiming that someone had either entered or left.
He squinted as he went back to what he was doing.
That Russian. Ivan. He looked like the guy from his dream.

Strange.
He had never seen that guy in his life.

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UGH SO BAD I KNOW BLAH MairaHavana ARE YOU HAPPY

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