🇩🇪Germany🇩🇪

*I peek up at him through my fingers.* What kind of distraction?

*He grins, a mischievous glint in his eyes.* How about a race? *He nods toward the end of the street.* First one to that lamppost gets to make the other do anything they want.

*My blush fades and I lower my hands, my competitive spirit sparked.* Anything? You're on!

(I just walked back to the car and bang my head against it) f***!

*Pakistan is watching you from a distance and he's starting to worry. He can tell that you're not yourself and he's not sure what to do. He decides to give you some space and he walks back inside the hospital.*

(I decide to just wait for the time that I can go see Germany so I just sit there waiting patiently)

(Russia comes in wearing his usual tie and suit and jeans Russia has a medium build and 6'3 he still has that bandage over his eye ever since you accidentally poked him in the eye with a stick he hugs you from behind) Good morning my love...

*Germany turns around to look at Russia and smiles* "Good morning, my dear. How are you today?"

I'm doing very well, thank you...