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Sunflowers

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Pretty

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:) #bubblebath #rainyday #girlswithtattoos #sunflower #feet (Taken with Instagram)

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Ha ha.

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Oh.

Well then.

But you are England? How could you not know me for I am Russia...

Hm.

How so? *tilts head curiously* I’ve never met you and I always look like this

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Hello to you too.

/Smiles as well.

You look... different.

englishseduction started following you

More followers.

My empire is growing.

This pleases me greatly!

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englishseduction started following you

More followers.

My empire is growing.

This pleases me greatly!

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Ah, Emily. 

Since you're here, then smile I shall.

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Delightful.

it’s too bad it’s too late for topless tuesday

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Your eyes scan the woman standing before you. 

You chant in your head, "You are a strong woman, Anya. You can do this." Going with your usual smile, you greet her. "Emily! This is nice don't you think? You seeing me seeing you. This is quite different from what I'm used to, but I think this will also be pleasant, if not troublesome." You wink at her, hoping that your face haven't betrayed you.

With one hand, you take hers and kiss it. My god has she got the most beautiful hands. You almost feel self-conscious. After the display of courtesy (and affection, maybe?), you bring out the sunflowers. Lovely and bright. Like her. 

You don't think you'd ever have another reason to love sunflowers even more.

"A gift. For you."

When there’s a knock on your door, you’re sitting on the couch playing your DS, close enough to be sure you’ll hear it. When you got ready, you had found yourself oddly fixated on making sure you looked good. Though you were usually at least a little concerned about looking heroic, you weren’t usually quite so jumpy about it. After your shower, you didn’t realize how long you’d stood there in your underwear getting dressed until you saw the weird look Toni gave you afterward. After you put your hair clips in, you found yourself glancing at your gun and bat by instinct. You laughed a little at yourself and turned away. Not too long ago you never would have met Anya without a weapon. It was nice how times had changed.

But now, you jump up and drop your DS on the end table (carefully making sure your game was saved first), dashing to the door. You don’t get enough visitors. You don’t get enough interaction. Not that you were lonely, it’s just—it was nice to get out sometimes, that’s all. With other countries, not just by yourself. You take a breath and throw open the door.

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I'm back.

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9.30.12

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