walking down the street for a stroll when she comes across Latvia with a bright red blush and an empty bottle of vodka. Mon dieu. Had he

been drinking? He doesn't look too good. She stops right beside him and glances down at him. "Bonjour Latvia. Do you need some help?"

looks up at the taller woman, wobbling slightly. "I'm.. g-g-good.." He mumbles out, voice tainted with a slight slur. "J-Jus' need...

H-Home..."

grabs his arm gently, giving him something steady to hold onto. Poor fellow. She's suddenly reminded of when she's had a little bit too much

to drink- which unfortunately doesn't take her much. One of her most annoying flaws, because she does indeed enjoy her wine. "Well then,"

she says briskly, "Let me help you home then." She eyes the other taking the role as a responsible older sister type, "Did you go out

drinking by yourself?"

smiles slightly while holding on to Monaco's arm for support. "Th-Thanks." He murmurs in reply, stumbling over nothing again. "Y-Yeah..."

saves Latvia from stumbling over nothing. She really didn't want him falling down. "No problem, Latvia," she replies. She looks as the

other, "Well that isn't fun. Nor particularly safe. Were you drinking for any particular reason?"

takes a couple moments to process the question and come up with a reply. "N-No. Jus'... D-Drinkin'." he mumbles.