hangs on her doorbell, balancing a bag with soup in it on one hand.

answers the door, rubbing her eyes. She had passed out in the hallway. "H-hello?"

looks up at her, holding up soup. "I was in the neighborhood (lie) and heard you were sick."

blinks at him, but doesn't question it since her pain pills and cold meds don't mix well. "Come in then? Ummm thank you, I think.."

tilts his head to the side. "Umm... I'm Slovakia, if... you don't know who I am."

didn't know at all. "Where is that? Sorry, I don't know who you are. I'm not really up to date with the rest of the world."

droops his head. "I was once with Czech Republic." BUt quickly perks. "We have good beer!"

shrugs, still not ringing a bell. "So you're in Europe.. right?"

nods again. "Between Poland and Hungary."

can't really remember where that is either. "Well, since you've come all this way would you like some tea?"

smiles a bit. "You really don't have to!" he assures her. "I just wanted to bring you soup."

stares at the soup, starting to get a bit paranoid. This made no sense to her. "Why would you make a stranger soup...?"

can feel her paranoia, but smiles to her. "Why not?" He gets out the soup, opening it. "I-I'll even taste test it too!"

stares. "Why not? Because you don't know me. What, you want the oil here too?" Oh my god, what if he was here to kill her D:

stares at her in horror. OAO "I just wanted to bring soup!"

doing the same. "Why? I don't understand!!" She stares at him and the container. "What kind is it?"

shifts a bit, nervous by her intense stare. "Chicken noodle... a-and I just figured you would want some help... it's not fun being sick_

_and alone..."

frowns. "Thanks for reminding me. I guess I'll accept your soup.. the spoons are in the top drawer." All this weirdness is making her head

hurt so she heads back to the living room.