“Collateral damage happens.” Is the only response from the taller twin, unphased by the angry look adorning his brother’s face as he leans back. “It’s called war, Sasha. Thought you’d know that.”

I’m trying, komandir. Just..Just let me work on it

Vladimir, please. He’s my brother, he’ll listen to me. Just let me talk to him.

He won’t.

Me

Red with the blood of your enemies 🫦🫡

Yeah, lemme just prick his finger or something-

What?

..what are you asking me to do, komandir?

./. Yall should follow 𝐊𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢’𝐬 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 🤭🫦