knocks on her Uncle Francis' door, still giving out late gifts.

pauses outside her Uncle Portugal's house. She figured both he and Papa would be home, so she could give them both their gifts.

just...collapses. She just went a little overboard for boxing day...a tad.

[1800s] is sick of this. She's brandished her sword, and loaded her ship. She's going to invade some fucking nations!

[So, I'm taking a hiatus until exams are over. This goes for Lovino as well~~]

laying on a table at a tattoo parlour, eyes squeezed shut. She's definitely going to be here awhile...

siiiiiiiighs, before knocking on her Papa's door.

wakes up with the worst hangover in the world...on someone's floor, what the hell...?

drunk as a fish, and stumbles into someone's room, collapsing on the bed, bottle clutched firmly in her hand.

kind of excited. At least now she can maybe meet a few more nations...or at least catch up with ones she hasn't seen in forever. However, first stop-- The bar!