Gym No. 2 — in the basement.
Instead of ventilation — two small windows and hope for a draft.
Light only above the ring.
Everything else drowns in gray half-darkness.
Loquieman's "Sunny Side" (Солнечная сторона) has been living in my head as very Svyatoslav-towards-Aglaya coded — the "tired of endless wars, want someone to come home to" kind of line. Ironic, since she's the one causing the wars.
sometimes I get the urge to write a character based on the girl from Ace of Base's "All That She Wants." or just... live like her, honestly. lol — is that still a thing people say, or am I just old now.