Desmit ● Action

[balzams]

●　Action ; 7133 Brooks Lane

[Being back in his Mayfield home with his drone family was actually kind of nice. At least he had the comforts of running water and a bed he immediately crawled into and didn't come out of for a long time. It had been an awful experience, one that completely exhausted him emotionally and physically. Curling up and closing his eyes, Latvia barely had the energy to be distraught.

When he finally arose he was surprised to see that there was a package waiting for him. It was a rather large box and he eyed it dubiously. Latvia was torn between curiosity and apprehension. Experience told him it was likely to be something of his but everything in this town was covered by a thin (sometimes thick) veil of deceit. After looking around the house for a box cutter he cautiously slit the top open and pulled back the flaps to reveal the contents]

My God...

[It was magnificent]

●　Action ; Around town

[He was still hobbling along on his one good leg. It seemed like the other had been fixed up with a better splint and there was a much more suitable crutch by his side. Despite his predicament, Latvia seems awfully happy. His cheeks are tinted a little red and you can smell alcohol on his breath but it doesn't seem like it's inhibiting him in anyway and he shuffles along making smalltalk with anyone who cares to listen]

Good morning! The weather's lovely today. But then it's lovely every day here, isn't it? Don't you miss bad weather?

●　Action ; Various ; Locked to those he interacted with during the event

[No point in keeping it all to himself. The only reason he came out at all today was to make sure everyone got home safely, no matter how unsafely they left. Despite his prior cheerfulness he's now considerably more nervous, fidgeting and shivering a little. As he rings the doorbell he takes a deep breath and prepares himself for the worst]

Hey...

[He pulls out one of the bottles from his bag]

I thought you might need this, after everything...

Comments

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[vytis]

I didn't mean it like--Mayfield switched her house--How many people is Poland going to tell?!

[balzams]

I-I didn't know it was supposed to be a secret!

I promise I won't tell anyone else.

[vytis]

W-well, I don't know that it's a secret, exactly... I'm sure Poland's told half of Mayfield by now anyway.

[balzams]

Heh, well I didn't know until he told me. How long have you two been going out?

[vytis]

Since just before we all got stuck in the carnival. I haven't really had the time to go around informing anyone... [Though Poland obviously has.]

[balzams]

Mm, I understand...

Uh, congratulations though!

[vytis]

Ah--thank you. [Turning a bit red again.] ...If he's told Miss Ukraine I can expect a pitchfork at my door any day now.

[balzams]

[He's not sure if that's a joke or not but he laughs along anyway]

You're a good guy, I'm sure she knows you won't do anything bad to her.

[vytis]

I--hope so, but I'm sure she'll at least want to talk to me about it. [He is really hoping the pitchfork doesn't get brought along...]

[balzams]

I'm sure she'll understand...

She's seeing Estonia too, isn't she?

[vytis]

Mmhmm. Since December, I believe?

[balzams]

Really? That long?

[The whole time he'd been here and he hadn't even realized]

Heh, I'm really falling behind...

[vytis]

[Whoops. Time to try to repair the damage there.] I-I think we all got used to not really talking about it because Russia was here and--well, it would have been bad if he found out about it.

[balzams]

I guess you're right...

[Remember what Poland said, don't be too hard on yourself]

I mean, you guys are adults so it's to be expected, right?

[vytis]

I... Suppose? [His tone is obviously a little bit confused at the statement--he's hoping Latvia will elaborate.]

[balzams]

W-well, I mean... I don't know...

[He could elaborate but that would mean going back to a subject he was told not to focus too much on]

[vytis]

Are you alright, Latvija? [And Lithuania's fussing is now aimed at the youngest Baltic for once.]

[balzams]

Y-yeah, I'm fine!

[He thinks he is, although he isn't entirely sure]

[vytis]

Are you sure? Your leg is feeling alright? [If Latvia sticks around Lithuania might try to feed him.]

[balzams]

Y-yeah, my leg's okay...

[And then there's the other things he promised himself he wouldn't think about]

I managed to get some better support for it, so it should heal fine.

[vytis]

Good. Don't walk on it too much--I suppose you won't have school, did Mayfield give you a job along with it or will you be able to rest it?

[balzams]

They haven't given me a job so I guess I can rest it...

I don't want to stay in the house too much though... I'd ask to stay with you but I guess you'd be busy.

[vytis]

[Lithuania seems to only realize Latvia has been standing for some time just now, but it shows on his face as he attempts to usher Latvia into the kitchen.]

You should sit down! I wouldn't mind you spending some time over here if you'd like to.

[balzams]

N-no! Really it's fine!

[He hobbles into the kitchen on Lithuania's request]

I mean, I'm sure you're busy helping Koharu settle in and everything. I wouldn't want to intrude. B-besides, I think Estonia said Mayfield doesn't take too kindly if you don't stay in your own house...

[Latvia sort of trails off after the last part]

[vytis]

After three days if you don't go back you'll get droned, yes, but that doesn't mean you have to leave right now. Would you like something to eat?