WARNING FOR THE FOURTH TIME: DO NOT READ IF YOU'RE JUST LOOKING FOR FLUFF ANF FLUFFINESS
"I just love sunflowers," he mused happily, picking one up off of a nearby sunflower plant. "They make me feel warm, taking my mind off of the ever-present cold back at my place."
"Sure, er, sunflowers are nice!" you said nervously, not wanting to disagree with Ivan. There was still some doubt in your mindafter all, everyone did say that he was a dangerous and unpredictable country.
Changing the subject, you gestured to the hot sun, and asked, "Ivan, aren't you dying in all those clothes? It is summertime, after all," ending with a pointed look at his thick scarf, enormous trench coat, and heavy boots.
Ivan just smiled a mysterious smile, and stroked his sunflower. "I don't go anywhere without my scarf," was all he had to say about the matter.
You spent five minutes in silence, wondering what to talk about, when Ivan randomly said, "_________________, I'm terribly sorry, but I must be getting home now. We shall meet again soon, da?"
Oh, sure, that's fine,"
"Excellent. Tomorrow is good?"
"Oh, er, sure,"
"Yay!" he beamed happily, then started to walk off, sunflower in hand. You watched him go, and just as you were about to turn and walk off into the other direction, Ivan tapped your shoulder from behind, and said, "Oh, I forgot to thank you, ________________. Thank you for being my only friend."