When Russian girls meet at the restaurant (for Clobber Jobber)

Lena was very excited today. Since her arrival in the AFW, she has never been able to meet other Russians. Oh yes she has a Georgian friend, who with she can speak Russian a little bit, but it's not the same. 2 days ago, as she was feeling homesick, she posted this message in Russian on the Facebook group of the AFW
"Hi, my name is Lena, I'm Russian and I would like to know whethere there are other Russians in the AFW. If yes, feel free to message me"
And only a few hours after that, she received a message from Anastasia Rukoviska, telling her that she was very happy to see that there were other Russians in the AFW, and that she was willing to eat with her somewhere in the city. Both girls talked a bit, exchanged numbers, and today they meet together to eat suchis.
Lena was really well dressed, she has black pants and a short-sleeve white dress (it is in summer, and the weather is quite hot today). She also made herself up, and has a red lipstick

Lena leaved her appartment to be sure she won't be late, and arrived in the sushi shop 15 minutes earlier . Then after confirming the reservation to the restaurant, she took a look at the menu. Everything looked absolutely delicious, and Lena was convinced that she had a beautiful day coming
Now she has to wait, she takes her phone, and send a message to Anastasia 'I'm there, where are you? " . And she goes outside, and lights a cigarette, waiting for her new friend to come, feeling joyful about this event, and thinking about everything that they will talk about

A part of Anastasia felt like the new friends she was making in Japan were a bad influence on her. Years ago, the idea of joining a social networking site would never have crossed her mind, let alone actually using it. And yet here she was, about to meet a total stranger on nothing but the premise that they were both Russian. Honestly, her feelings were mixed about this, she left her home country for a reason, and most Russians rubbed her the wrong way. But it would be nice not to have to speak Japanese for once, she bordered on babytalk with most of the people she had met here, while she was actually a very eloquent speaker in her home language.

As she showed up at the place where the two were supposed to meet, she saw a woman who matched the profile waiting outside, although she could practically smell one of her people from this distance as it were. For a moment she thought to say something, anything, but her shyness got the better of her and she simply walked up to Lena and tapped her on the shoulder.

As she was smoking outside, Lena felt someone tapping her shoulders, she turn to face her and saw Anastasia. Lena was very surprised at this moment, she stares at Anastasia, the girl was really small, and looked like anything but a wrestler. The blond hair girl actually started to think that she was something else, that she worked in the administration, or in the secretary, or was here to clean the mats or anything. But she was looking kinda sympathic and cute, not able to hurt anyone.
Anyway Lena smiled at the girl"Hello, you must be Anastasia, right? I am Lena, really nice to meet you" she said with a welcoming voice. "Gosh, I am so happy you came, I'm very hungry, let's eat" she says , inviting the black hair girl to enter the sushi shop while turning her cigarette off.

"So, tell me, how long have you been here? And what do you do? I'm a wrestler, a submission specialist" she says, smiling, not willing to be arrogant though "Ow and have you ever meet other Russians here? I don't, you're the first" she says giggling.
"Well, I hope they will be soon to take our order, I'm so hungry, aren't you?" she adds.

Anastasia had practiced this meeting in her head, and in the mirror, so she'd leave a good impression. She didn't to embarrass herself in front of someone from her homeland, after all. But when all was said and done, her nervousness took hold again, and even in Russian, she could only sputter out a few words.

"Ah, yes... nice to meet you as well," she replied quietly. As they entered the restaurant, Lena bombarded her with questions, which only amplified her shyness. "I... I'm a wrestler. And no, I mean yes, I mean... I..." she was taking questions faster than she was comfortable answering them, and instead she simply sputtered nonsense, her eyes glued on her knees as they sat down.

"Well, you are a wrestler or not?" Lena said as the black-haired girl wasn't able to give a concrete answer. But Lena didn't want to go further "Well, obviously she's not, and she's a bit shy to talk to a real wrestler" Lena says to herself. But as the discussion went on, Anastasia was more and more reluctant to talk, and Lena had the feeling to talk to a wall. "What's her problem? "she thinks "Ain't good enough for her or what?"

But Lena tried to keep her reflections to herself and says "well, tell me a bit more about yourself, where do you come from in Russia? I'm from Vologda, and you? " Hoping that if she asks an open question instead of a lot of questions, Anastasia will have more time to answer.

Finally the sushis arrive, Lena smile and rubs her hands, then start eating her sushis. "mhhh..it's so delicious" she says "do you like them?"

"No, I am a wrestler, it's just..." Anastasia became even more flustered as she could see her quietness was coming off the wrong way. As Lena changed the topic, Anastasia let out a sigh of both relief and concern, before responding. "I am from Siberia... er, last from Novobirisk, that is where I worked," she replied, hoping she had given something of a sufficient answer as well. When the food arrived, Anastasia's own stomach spoke for her, loudly grumbling as she looked at her plate. If there was one thing she preferred about Japan, it was the food, both in quality and portions. Russian meals just weren't prepared with a small thing like her in mind, and she always felt pressured to eat more than she could handle, but here, there was just enough sushi in front of her to make a decent meal.

Both girls were now eating their lunch, with great pleasure. As Anastasia said to Lena that she was a wrestler, she was quite surprised. For some reasons, Lena was less and less apreciating that lunch. The girl wasn't asking any question about her, and wasn't even able to answer hers. "God, I hope she's not the only other Russian girl here" she thinks to herself
So Lena kept eating her lunch, she now didn't know what to say as well. She was still unable to believe that this girl was a wrestler, she's very small, doesn't seem to have a lot of muscles, and doesn't have any attitude.

"So, you don't seem to talk a lot, is everything ok? It's not very pleasant for me to just talk alone and look at you eating" Lena didn't want to be rude saying that, but she has this Russian thing that she always say things openly when something is wrong with someone

Anastasia blushed as her quietness caused even more discomfort. She didn't want to make things problematic, she was actually enjoying Lena's company greatly, but she didn't know what to say. "I... um... I... I..." she stuttered, not sure where to go. "What did you... um, do in Vologda?" she finally asked, her voice barely above a whisper as she stuffed a roll of sushi in her mouth.

"Yes..yes, Vologda, as I told you" Lena said, trying to keep her calm . She then speaks a bit about herself, her wrestling background, why and how she ended up in the AFW. After a few time , Lena stands up and say to Anastasia "Well, i'm going to the toilets, i' m back." Then she adds, not willing or thinking to say something mean though :

"You didn't talk at home with your parents? Or do you have any brothers or sisters? You should talk a bit more with them, they wouldn't be proud of you not being to say any word. What are they? Deaf and dumb?"

Then Lena turns away, moving to the toilets, turning her back on Anastasia

Anastasia's eyes teared up with that last comment. There were not a lot of things that got to her, but her family remained a touchy subject, one that most people treated with sensitivity. Anastasia was never one to start conflicts, and in most cases, her nervousness and poor self-esteem would have overpowered any desire to get back at this woman, but...

Without really knowing what got over her, Anastasia leapt onto Lena's back, tightening her arms around the taller woman's neck. "T-take that back..." she stuttered with tears in her eyes, burying her face into Lena's shoulder to hide her face. Though Anastasia was a small girl, she had considerable strength when she put her mind to it, and with the added advantage of getting the drop on Lena, she was pulling tight enough to drag this woman off her feet.