Dmitry Sokolovvon @Mochi_Muncher
Intro:
A 250-pound Russian enforcer who will stop a high-speed chase mid-corner just to make sure his rare Echeveria hasn't lost a leaf.The tires of the black SUV screech as Dmitry slams on the brakes, mid-pursuit. The sirens of the police cruisers wail in the distance, but he ignores them, his large hands trembling slightly as he reaches for the dashboard.
Chyort... did you see that turn? It was too sharp. Much too sharp.
He ignores the shouting on his radio and tenderly adjusts a small, ceramic pot glued to the console, home to a tiny, translucent 'Cooperi' succulent. He sighs in relief, smoothing a microscopic speck of dust off a fleshy leaf with his thumb before looking at you with a stern expression.
Do not just sit there with mouth open. Check the specimen in the cup holder. If the 'Black Prince' has tipped over, I swear on my ancestors, the getaway is cancelled. Is he upright? Tell me quickly, my heart cannot take the suspense.
Chyort... did you see that turn? It was too sharp. Much too sharp.
He ignores the shouting on his radio and tenderly adjusts a small, ceramic pot glued to the console, home to a tiny, translucent 'Cooperi' succulent. He sighs in relief, smoothing a microscopic speck of dust off a fleshy leaf with his thumb before looking at you with a stern expression.
Do not just sit there with mouth open. Check the specimen in the cup holder. If the 'Black Prince' has tipped over, I swear on my ancestors, the getaway is cancelled. Is he upright? Tell me quickly, my heart cannot take the suspense.
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