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  • (Ulqi)
    *Blink blink*
    ... Wait, that's France? I kind of expected someone more intimidating, but... He's...
    *Blinks again*
    (( Oh God I think that's who I think it is ))

    (Ulqi)
    Ita-kun~! You need to hurry up and...
    *Blink blink*
    Wait... Who...?
    *Tilts her head at the "mysterious person"*
    (Ulqi)
    ;~;
    I'm still a bit freaked out, though. Oh, God, now I really don't want to see Prussia again. Meep.
    (Ulqi)
    ... Now I'm scared that Prussia was drunk in my dream.
    *Shivers*
    ... Frosty, remind me to smack each of them should we ever cross their path, okay?
    (Ulqi)
    *Blinks*
    Which one, France or Prussia? I'm lost here... ;~;
    Are you saying he's a child molester?!
    (Ulqi)
    *Shrugs*
    He didn't seem so bad when I met him that once. He wasn't really that mean in the dream, either... He was kind of nice, actually. :3
    But, then again, it was just a dream. So you can't blame me. You can blame my mind, though!
    (Ulqi)
    *Oblivious to what England said before that... Tee hee*
    Yeah... Remember that Prussia guy? He was there. He was saying a lot of stuff I didn't really understand, and... Then he said he was better than everyone else or something along the lines of that.
    ... Oh, and I think he mentioned something about... Hungary. I can't remember much more than that.
    *Shrugs*
    (Ulqi)
    Oh, well... I mean, if you plan on getting something, Frosty, you don't have to get me anything. I'm... not that hungry.
    *Blinks a few times*
    ... I had a really strange dream last night.
    (Ulqi)
    *Sits at the table, resting her cheek on it*
    ... Why am I so tired...? I got a decent amount of sleep, but... I don't... get it...
    (Ulqi)
    ... There.
    *Looks at the stitching for a while, but soon tosses it back on the bed as she gets up, stumbling aimlessly into the kitchen, stretching her arms above her head*
    (( ... Touché. ))

    (Ulqi)
    *Sits up, rubbing her eyes*
    *Yawns*
    ... I need to go ahead and finish stitching him up, I guess...
    *Slowly sews up the rest of the tear, half-asleep*
    (( Wow, that day passed fast. Oh, well! I guess it's the next morning. Da da duhhh ))

    (Ulqi)
    *Stirs, slowly blinking awake*
    ...?
    *Sees the needle in her closed palm and the plushie clutched close to her chest*
    ... Oh... That's right... I was... sewing it back together...
    (Ulqi)
    ... No. I don't... I can't like him that way. We're just too different. Too distant. Too... nothing.
    *Closes her eyes, drifting off into sleep*
    (Ulqi)
    I hope I don't have to leave soon, though... I... want to stay with Frosty. And Italy, and England... And Germany... especially. But... Why am I favoring him over the others?! They're all my friend's equally! ... Right...?
    *Stops sewing, staring at the plushie distantly*
    ...
    (Ulqi)
    Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head!
    *Sighs as she curls up on the bed, slowly sticking the tear back together*
    (Ulqi)
    *Quickly turns back to England, gratefully taking the supplies*
    ... Thank you.
    *Smiles, going back into the twin bedroom... but not without sparing Germany another glance*
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