The Belarusian man stumbled up to his big sister's door, he chased her from the conference room into her room, he grinned putting his mouth between a hole in the door, he desperately spoke with a tint on rage in his voice, enough to scare any girl
"Marry me...Big sister..." He said this as if he was trying to whisper but, doing so loud enough so that she can hear him.
The Russian woman had tears in her eyes as she yelled in Russian, "уходи!" (Go away) In a weak strained sounding voice.
She was shaking in fear on the floor. She was as far away from her door as she could possibly be.
The Belarusian man grinned and began to put his hands in between the door trying to pry it open.
"..." He spoke no words as he was pulled, all he was focused on was getting his Big sister out of there and into a wedding dress.
"I just love you like a brother, why isn't that enough for you?!" She announced in a yell, her throat sounded completely horse.
The Belarusian man didn't reply, he began to kick the wooden door, "Hphm!" He let escape his mouth around the 5 kick.
The Russian woman wasn't just going to let him take her just like that. She needed to hide. Her thoughts were racing. She decided to hide in her closet.
As soon as she stepped in and covered herself with all the clothes she could she heard the loud thunder like sound of the door hitting her cold wooden floors.
She was lying on her back, covered in all the clothes she could cover herself with for the time being, she exhaled when suddenly
The Belarusian spoke, "Big sister…hiding like a child I see…?" He frowned as he looked left and right, he took the knife from his pocket and stabbed it into his sister's wooden desk.
The sharp silver knife pierced the desk. The Russian let out a yelp in fear immediately covering her mouth right after.
'It's too late…Big brother will find me now…' She thought to herself as she was shaking in fear. She heard the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer to her closet when suddenly, "Creeekk…" The door opened, Belarus glared down at the pile of his sister's clothes. He reached down. Russia thought to herself, 'This is it…I'm going to be found...'