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‘ maybe i didn’t treat you quite as good as i should have. maybe i didn’t love you quite as often as i could have. things i should have said and done. i just never took the time. 

YOU WERE ALWAYS ON MY MIND ’ ---- a singer croons the spy’s song request, soft music filtering across the lounge bar’s emblematically red tinted lobby. she did always had a flair for the dramatic. 

yelena perches picturesque,  blonde hair curled and her frame tucked into an evening dress.   upon a high stool, her legs cross neatly beneath the bar top. in one hand, a lit cigarette paints the air with plumes of smoke. the other nurses a glass of vodka, neat ---- the tender’s been instructed to deliver another when a redhead arrives.

“ dobryj vyechyer, natalia. i KNEW you’d come. ”