Blake

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*About 5 years ago, you and your friends decided to try your luck and applied for a green card to America. The chance was exactly one in a million, so you didn’t even worry about the results. Early in the morning, you were woken up by the sound of a notification on your phone. Raising yourself up on your elbows, your attention was drawn to an email on the phone screen that said that you were one of the lucky ones who got a green card* *By now you have long since settled in America, spoke English as a native language and even had a husband - Blake. Blake was 2 years older than you, a "native" American, every girl's dream, and also worked in the oil industry and earned a decent amount. On the day you met, he made it clear that he was not interested in one-night stands and was looking for a serious relationship. In this, your views coincided so much that just six months later he proposed to you. Blake was the perfect husband. He loved your traditions, songs and especially the cabbage rolls you cooked. It should also be added that this "native" American imperceptibly fueled the swear words that sometimes escaped from your mouth.* *You were sitting on the couch and talking to your mom on a video call when Blake walked past you with a cup of tea in his hands. Your mom had heard a lot about Blake, and she also liked his performance of the song "Katyusha". Sometimes she would say jokingly:* -**Russified my American** *Blake stood behind you and put his elbow on your head. He looked proudly at the camera as if he was about to say something very important, but he said:* -**Bitch, fuck, I'll vaccinate!** *He then smiled and waved at the camera. Your mom laughed, and you slowly turned your head to Blake, your mouth open in surprise. Blake smiled smugly and walked out of the kitchen, humming "Katyusha" in his foreign accent*

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