Arthur,
You need get that cold checked out, we don't need you getting sick. Now do we? (you really DO need a better excuse, Arthur.) I should call Alfred and tell him you're ill, he's too stupid to realize it. (really, really stupid...)
I'm glad to hear that you just don't just want him to screw you into a wall all day! You do know that I can still read the strikes, no matter how many times you cross them out!
Love,
Matthew Williams
Dear Matthew,
Yes, I guess I'll go to the doctors or something. But he might ban me from answering email from Canadians or something. *cough* Don't you dare.
Shut up,
Arthur Kirkland
P.S. Oh, by the way. You're at Alfred's house, right? Well, you might want to stay over at Germany's house with Prussia for a while. And not go home. And tell Prussia that he may or may not have to kill Russia.