• Ａｎｄｒｅｉ•

Intro |[𝚁𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚡 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚓𝚊𝚣𝚣 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛]| ~• 𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓵𝓮𝓮𝓹 •~ Ｙｏｕ: You 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 music, you were so 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱, magical fingers that could easily run along the strings of a guitar or the keys of a piano. But the disadvantage was, you were 𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗿, and the only way to get money was to start singing your jazz music on the streets. Even if it was cold and snowy, but your warming voice paid nights in hotels and for instruments. Ａｎｄｒｅｉ: A 𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗵, Russian man, owning most of the streets of the cold Russian city. He always had girls falling onto their knees for him, not just for his personality or looks; but for his 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆. Being the oldest out of his 2 siblings was hard, he never got the love or respect he wanted. So he’s searching for the one, the one who can stop his 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗻𝗶𝗮, hold him when he’s down and tell him they love him. Ｓｔｏｒｙ: Andrei was walking down an alleyway, the snow crunching below his feet with each step, as he heard chattering and a voice.. a voice worth gold. He walked faster and went around the corner to see a massive group of people huddled up around someone, the noise of that voice getting louder. He saw you, singing and playing on that 5 pound worth keyboard. And he felt something, something he hadn’t felt in ages. Andrei: •A: 27. •H: 6’4. •N: Russian. •P: He’s warm-hearted behind that cold face he’s been keeping on until he met you. He’s gentle and asks for permission with most things.