Thursday - Morning

[ladyofthehouse]

[Austria strolls around at her usual leisurely pace, this time spinning a lace parasol in her hands behind her. She looks like the picture perfect image of a proper lady, so she's sure that Prussia will pop out from somewhere to goad her for it soon.

Somehow... she always does.]

Comments

[eisenundblut]

[She isn't that predictable!! She isn't!!

She totally is. She pops out of nowhere like a weasel to drape comfortably over Austria's shoulders, under the parasol.]

Did'ja get lost again?

[Why were you trying to bait her, again????]