Vasiliy takes a long drag before answering, partly to put a time cushion between the shit he just heard and his response to it, partly because the nicotine, weak as it may be compared to what was in his old Belomorkanals, is calming, tamping down some of the anger the responseβand the unspoken reason for that reactionβstirs up in his throat. Pretty sure you're not supposed to drink in parks, either.
A pointless argument, seeing as he's exempt from the law. Vasiliy knows how this works. ]
Sorry. Old habit.
[ He glances at the waitress as she sets down the coffee, catches her attention. ] Miss? I will pay. And coffee for me. Thank you.
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Kind of.
Vasiliy takes a long drag before answering, partly to put a time cushion between the shit he just heard and his response to it, partly because the nicotine, weak as it may be compared to what was in his old Belomorkanals, is calming, tamping down some of the anger the responseβand the unspoken reason for that reactionβstirs up in his throat. Pretty sure you're not supposed to drink in parks, either.
A pointless argument, seeing as he's exempt from the law. Vasiliy knows how this works. ]
Sorry. Old habit.
[ He glances at the waitress as she sets down the coffee, catches her attention. ] Miss? I will pay. And coffee for me. Thank you.