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Mafia!RomanoXReader: Scary Russian guys You whistled a happy song as you stepped into your car. You had had a nice day at work and you were looking forward to meeting up with your friend Elizabeta this evening. The two of you hadn’t seen each other in weeks, and you had decided it was time to go out for dinner with her. You loved you live, everything seemed perfect. Lovely job, lovely friends. You drove your little green mini cooper home and parked it at the sidewalk. You got out of the car and entered the building your apartment was located. You ran up the stairs and grabbed your keys when something caught your attention. There was s

        You pull up your stockings and push your feet into your shoes, dressing for school, while sitting on the edge of your bed. You can’t stay at home for another day. You know that there isn’t much time left and, regardless of what everyone says, you have to see the world one final time. You pick up your backpack and open your bedroom door. The house is still, telling you that your parents are asleep. You tip toe down the stairs and to the front door, where you hesitate for a moment. “I can’t just leave them…” You turn around, deciding to tell them that you’re off for school when you see your

I hate when we watch horror movies! You thought, as you walked closer to America's house. He had invited you over to watch movies with you and sleep over, which you two didn't mind, it was normal. You'd been friends ever since you were little kids, and always had spent as much time as possible together. But sometimes America would want to watch movies with you, and out of every time he suggested watching one, only twice have they not been horror. He made you watch Star Wars, which you liked, and The Gray, which you ranted through the entire time because of it being a movie based on seeing how many ways a human could die in the wilderness. An