the rain too. But William doesnt have to be sad. When Greece gets sad she visits people.

does not really have anyone to visit... He continues to be sad.

...thinks that is very depressing.

... will pretend to be chipper now that Canada is about... Maybe he can go comfort eat... hmm, fairy bread.

eats ice cream with maple syrup to make himself feel better.

... thinks that sounds good actually... he'll go bug Canada for some~

luckily just did some shopping yesterday.

hesitates to knock on the door. He has brought some ice cream though as a peace offering

knocks on the door.

eventually answers the door when he can get off the stupid couch. He just sort of blinks. "Hi."

holds out the ice cream with a grin. 'Hey-oo Mate. You have Maple syrup, right?'

slowly nods, holding the door open wider. He lets go of the knob to take the ice cream. What a weakness. "Oh, yes, um...Please come in?"

already half way in when he says this, 'I think I will, ta.' He makes his way to the kitchen before feeling a small twinge, he still felt_

at home here. Shaking it off he grabs some bowls, 'Where's Kuma, eh?

shuts the door as he follows Will into the kitchen. This almost really did feel like just something that is expected. "He's in the bedroom,

I'm pretty sure," he lightly explains, setting the ice cream down on the counter and opening it up.

places a spoon by the bowls before grabbing the syrup. 'Ahh, he almost sleeps as much as Bruce.'

nods in agreement, starting to quietly scoop out the ice cream and place them nicely into the bowls.

stands beside him, arms crossed over his chest. He's almost hugging himself even, 'I didn't interrupt anything important, did I mate?'

blinks up from one full bowl, pushing it over to Will before scooping out ice cream into the other. "Um, no."

adds a little maple syrup before starting to eat it. Deciding it needed sprinkles he pulls a little tub out of his pocket and adds that too.

'Good, don't want to step on your toes.'

blinks and closes the ice cream up, picking up the bowl intended for himself and dumping syrup on it.

this is more awkward than it needs to be. He jumps up and plants his arse on the counter, eating his ice cream. 'I still have your kite up.'

himself flinch when he hears this, only to wordlessly nod as he sticks the spoon into his mouth.

sees the flinch and returns to his ice cream, head hung a little. He feels a bit like a git now, 'I'm still a bit cut up.'

keeps the spoon his mouth for a moment longer, despite there being no ice cream on it. "What do you mean?"

, 'Upset, gutted.' He takes in a big mouthful of ice cream and then cringes, brain freeze.

knows what it meant, but he does not know why. But it made his stomach sink, setting the ice cream down on the counter. "Oh."

continues eating, watching the other out of the corner of his eye. 'I still miss you... is what I guess I'm trying to say.'

guesses eating does not solve everything for him like he thought, leaning up against the counter, thoughtlessly moving the spoon around in

the bowl. "I do too."

smiles a bit ruefully, nudging Matthew's leg with his foot. 'You're a bastard, you know that right?'

does not look up, fingers tightening on the spoon. "I do."

sighs softly, a light chuckle escaping. 'As long as you know.' He leans back on the counter. 'You do know I mean that in the nicest way_

possible, right?'

's ice cream is now slowly turning into soup. He scoops some of it up. "I don't know."

eats some more ice cream, almost finished. 'Then I guess I'm still a mystery~' He sounds pleased about this.

watches the ice cream fall off his spoon. "I suppose so."

places his bowl to the side, 'Do you think it was for the best?'

he shrugs, looking down at the bowl again. "Don't know."

isn't sure either, that's why he was asking Matt. He jumps off of the table, 'This was a mistake. Sorry.' He smiles, 'I can see myself out.'

now feels guilty for being a bad host, letting go of the spoon and pushing off the counter. It was thoughtless and almost automatic, but

he hugs onto Will. "Thank you for visiting."

tenses slightly, patting his side awkwardly. 'Thanks for having me mate.' He swallows, feeling incredibly close to crying for some reason._

Perhaps this was just too much for him but he wasn't going to cry because that was unmanly. 'And thanks for the maple syrup.'

lets go right when he feels the other tense up. He accidentally went too far. Something made him want to cry, too. "It...it's no problem."

rubs at his forehead, managing a broken smile. 'Then I'll see you.' He's going to head straight for the door and a clean exit.

simply returns to his melted ice cream soon after, pushing around the spoon again.

goes home and eats fairy bread. He's learned from this that you should always stick to your own comfort food.