(CUE MASS COPY AND PASTING FROM WORD :'D)

-paying for her room, she'd wandered up to it with luggage in tow. There was a one-person bed, which was already straightened up.

The curtains were drawn and the window was open, allowing for light and fresh air to enter in. She didn’t quite mind it; the fresh air was-

a nice change from being stuck on a plane for God knows how long. She hadn’t been keeping track, anyways.

Making her way over to the small desk supplied, she lifted her dress carefully before sitting down.

Cautiously and carefully, making sure that nobody could see her through her window, she pulled out a small book.

(( /lurks, definitely ))

(( community.livejournal.co... by the way, party on sunday. XD ))

*Dear diary,* She started thoughtfully, before angrily scribbling out the word ‘diary’, ripping the page out, and chucking it out the open-

((Fff, thanks~ And Vash already told me. xD A party actually sounds lovely~ <333))

window before slamming the window shut.

“Let’s try that again.” She growled, storming back to the desk and regaining her calm once more.

*Journal,* She started again,

*I write to inform you that I am currently stuck in Australia, of all places. I’ve managed to get by with what little English I’ve picked up

(( <3 I'll be there to torture you all. Oh and, I expect some kind of sunburn from Belarus. XD ))

((Ffff, can do. <33 I'll work it into another post :'D))

from my brief stay with Alfred. The people all talk with accents, calling me mate; I suppose it must be of the norm here, because it-

certainly isn’t usual anywhere else I’ve been.*

*At any rate, while the people are strange, the animals are…even stranger. Just today, while making my way around the place, I happened to-

pass by a zoo. There was this…thing called a kengarew, I think it was. It was the strangest thing, with a pouch built into its stomach!

It looked quite painful, really. Especially considering that it was supposed that it was supposed to carry around its young in that?*

*I suppose I can deal with the people and the animals, but the thing that really gets me the most is that I could’ve mistaken such a-

complete creep for brother! As it turns out, he lives only a block or so away, much to my dismay.

I’m completely disappointed in my ability to acknowledge brother’s face from a distance, and I must practice as soon as I can make-

arrangements for the first flight out of this infernal place.*

*That’s all for now, I suppose.* She picked up her pen for a moment, and without thinking, signed with *love, Natalia.*

Needless to say that moments later, after effectively scribbling out and stabbing the poor journal, she yanked it from her knife and threw-

both the journal and the pen with such force that the window shattered when it came into contact with the items.

And yes, both the pen and the journal still went soaring into lord knows who’s backyard.

As Natalia surveyed the mess, only one thing crossed her mind.

“I suppose I’d better call room service.”

((DONE WITH SELF-RP, AWW YEAH.))

(( they flew into the backyard of the guy you mistook for your brother. ))

((oh of course. uwu "HEY THAT WEIRD RUSSIAN GIRL SENT YOU A LETTER, MATE."))

(( I AM LOLLING SO HARD. ))

((FFFF I'M GLAD HUNGARY<3333))

(( are you kidding me I already lolled the moment you said "After nearly scaring the employee at the desk half to death" ))

[[/Now ships ThatWeirdAustralian/Bela PFFFT-- /Kidding]]

(( ..... /suddenly wants to find another recruit fer Australia ))

[[8DDDDDDD As long as he doesn't take my bbWy.]]

(( New OTP amirite? ))

(( *sighs* ))

[[OTP. Always. <3 -Giggle-]]

(( aiya. ))

((XDDDD))

(( VASH, WHAT ABOUT YOU AND ME- /shot My god this is like, the strangest OTP I've ever made. AND I'VE MADE PLENTY MIND YOU))