>be le me in Briceni, Northern Moldova, not in my country
>do some shopping at Linella, the local supermarket chain in the late evening
>get out on the street
>group of young girls approaches me
>naturally, I am absolutely terrified
>try to pass as a normie, do some smalltalk in ghetto Russian
>I quickly realize they're just trying to make me share my junkfood with them (chips and KitKats)
>it's a ploy I will NOT fall for, as devious as it may be
>I stand my ground and refuse
>the exceedingly pretty main girl I'm talking to suddenly says "You're very beautiful"
>laugh it off awkwardly
>give them the KitKats
>get a hug
>mfw

I like Ukraine. I've been to the country a few times since the invasion. The Ukrainian perception of Germans seems overwhelmingly positive. Wish we helped more though.