[in Yuri's cubby, when he returns from his business about the base, will be left a basket of warm beef piroshkis. there's a blanket covering them, keeping them nice and warm. there is no note or indication who has left them there]
[ Yuri, needless to say, wasn't expecting this at all. As much as he whined about wanting a piroshki, he didn't think anyone would really go out of their way to do this for him--
They smell good, and it doesn't take long for Yuri to start digging in. He doesn't care that he already had lunch.
There's actually a few tears that come to his eyes, because the piroshkis remind him of his grandpa. They remind him of home. They remind him of the people and the places he misses so, so much. Whoever made this will have no idea how much this means to him...but he will enjoy them to the fullest. ]
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They smell good, and it doesn't take long for Yuri to start digging in. He doesn't care that he already had lunch.
There's actually a few tears that come to his eyes, because the piroshkis remind him of his grandpa. They remind him of home. They remind him of the people and the places he misses so, so much. Whoever made this will have no idea how much this means to him...but he will enjoy them to the fullest. ]