So this is just going to be a series of (normally short) letters/notes/etc. sent between some of the nations. I hope you enjoy! Anyways, here's the first one.

Dear Germany,

I really miss you! Ever since you've been gone, even my pasta doesn't taste as good! I hope your boss stops being such a bastard (a word I learned from fratello. I'm not sure what it means, but he uses it a lot!) and lets you come home soon!

~Love Italy