Hardship
Luxembourg placed a hand on the window of her house. Yes, everything in her country was fine. No strikes like in France. No riots like in England. Not even economic depression like all the places people said there was. But she just didn't feel right.
It was a rainy Monday morning, and maybe that caused her mood.
There hadn't been anything relatively exciting, maybe that was it.
She hadn't seen anyone in forever, and she was lonely. That one she pondered.
How had England done it? How did Canada do it? How did that new micronation Allesmaria do it? How could one successfully be alone without getting depressed? Was it possible? Luxembourg didn't think so.
She sank down to her knees, placing her head on them and wishing that all of this would just be over. That someone would visit her. She wanted to take a nap.
She dreamed, that all of the countries were together and happy, all getting along and-
"Luuuuxeeeeey!" Someone called. Her eyes shot open. A visitor? Or just a brave citizen? She decided it was a nation when they thought it was a good idea to smash through her window instead of using a door. No human being would ever do that. She fixed her most bored expression, hiding the excitement she felt behind those pale blue eyes.
"LUXEY!" The person screamed in a slightly demonic voice, throwing their arms around her, though the person was still covered in glass. Why was Allesmaria there?
"A-Allesmaria..."
"I was making another one of my world-wide trips, and I remembered how great of a friend you were over our letter service, so I thought I would drop in! Say hello!" The small girl smiled; her random affection showing as she kissed both cheeks.
"Let me guess, stealing another European tradition?" Luxembourg asked, trying to keep her composure.
"N-No! I just like kissing people on the cheeks, that's all. Oh and hey... Luxembourg?" The girl in front of her fixed her best puppy-dog face. "Can I borrow some money? Our government's run dry and..."
"WHY DIDN'T YOU ASK ALFRED?"