Bulletproof Heart IvanxAlfredRussia smiled as he sat against the wall of the building, holding a bottle of vodka in one of his hands, afraid to let go of it. The bottle was all that he had left, everyone in the world had turned against him. His sadistic smile grew as he watched the people stare at him as they passed by, judging him, more than likely. Ivan tilted his head back, and let out a small laugh. Oh, such ignorant people. They surely were going to all die.Bulletproof Heart IvanxAlfred4 years ago in Fan Fiction
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His violent eyes flickered as the souls started to flood the streets, making the urge to take out the metal pipe in his worn trench coat and bash someone in the skull even more stronger than before. But, instead of following up on his urges and fantasies, he sat still. He had been sitting against the cold, brick wall of the building for quite some time, now. The temperature in the air had dropped to nearly five below, but the Russian didn't care.
Ringlets of cold air formed as they left his frosty lips, quickly fading into the night. Ivan gazed at the cit