Liet: um...poland why are आप staring at my shirt?
Poland: *begins to sing* let me borrow that चोटी, शीर्ष let me borrow that चोटी, शीर्ष let me borrow that चोटी, शीर्ष 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 चोटी, शीर्ष
Liet: *sighs and face plants*
Poland: aren't we friends? aren't we friends? so what's the problem? let me borrow the चोटी, शीर्ष
Liet: ugh..no thank आप Poland i don't want आप to borrow my top
Poland: let me borrow that चोटी, शीर्ष let me borrow that चोटी, शीर्ष let me borrow that चोटी, शीर्ष 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 कहा then he sighed again "you know i can take आप to that field that we were before...where...you..did that...you know....THING..." Lithuania कहा smiling instantly Poland sat up and placed his hands on Liet's cheeks "well...i was like..." then Poland began to हटाइए his head आगे slowly, blushing. "Thinking of...like...a.....k-kiss"...