Greater Slavic Union wrote:"Sorry, I am really sorry..." Wiesława said to Krystal, before she could even only think about answering. "I need to go back to my room. This has been a shock. Before you ask me, I cannot tell you why am I acting like this. It is just... too much for me to talk about it. Again, sorry."
Wiesława ran into her room, Room Number 22, desperately needing for somebody to be with her. She would have liked to be at home, within her brother's big arms, in this moment, but she just could not. She was in a foreign country, knowing very few people, and being even already in difficult relationships with some of these persons.
To an ordinary person's mind, Wiesława's reaction would have marked her as crazy. However, she did have a reason why to act like that. The Red Army Choir, the Choir of the Fatherland's Army, the pride of the Nation, had been killed in what seemed like a terror attack. She personally knew some of the victims, having studied at school with them, and so he pain was unbearable to her.
She needed to let it all out, but she couldn't do like she would have done usually, which would have been a shooting session with an automatic rifle CZ 805 BREN, so she decided to turn on the music on a Patriottic Song, and exercise, exercise, exercise.
She had already started doing this since a bit, when someone approached the door. She was very short, fat, and blue-eyed. She did not imagine Natalia to be like that. She was just her opposite. In any case, still dressed in that military outfit, she welcomed the girl, trying to seem as genuine as possible. The music was still on, so she turned it off, just when the song she had put (Katyusha) had reached the best part.
"Hi, you must be Natalia. I am your roommate, Wiesława. Nice to meet you!"
"Fucking hell... everyone is a lunatic in this place."

