Liet: um...poland why are Ты staring at my shirt?
Poland: *begins to sing* let me borrow that вверх let me borrow that вверх let me borrow that вверх i want to borrow that top
Liet: *confused face* eh...what poland?
Poland: *grabs Liet's shirt* that's such a cute top! that's such a cute top! i wanna borrow it let me borrow the вверх
Liet: *sighs and face plants*
Poland: aren't we friends? aren't we friends? so what's the problem? let me borrow the вверх
Liet: ugh..no thank Ты Poland i don't want Ты to borrow my top
Poland: let me borrow that вверх let me borrow that вверх let me borrow that вверх LET ME BORROW...

Poland sighed contently, HE. WAS. BORED. then he rolled over sighing again "what's wrong Poland?" Lithuania asked looking down at him. "Oh like nothings wrong, it just that i'm like, SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO TOATLLY BORED" Poland сказал(-а) then he sighed again "you know i can take Ты to that field that we were before...where...you..did that...you know....THING..." Lithuania сказал(-а) smiling instantly Poland sat up and placed his hands on Liet's cheeks "well...i was like..." then Poland began to Переместить his head вперед slowly, blushing. "Thinking of...like...a.....k-kiss"...