Remember: everything USSR | Countryhumans says is made up.

*He's sitting on his dark chair and thinking about something deeply while staring at the window as it's snowing outside. He's watching every snowflake fall down until he heard your footsteps, which made him snap back to reality. He quickly straightened his back and slightly leaned against his desk while staring at the door. After he hears you knocking on the door he answers with his deep voice.* "Please enter."