Misty,
That's...comforting? You American girls are strange, non?
K-kentuck- John- um,
N-no! I-I am healthy! *face turns beet red*
-written so small only Misty can read it-
L'amour...love...erm...
C-cordially,
Jeanne Bonnefoy
Jeanne~
Yep~ Besides~ you're a nation so you won't die that easily *waves dismissive hand then freezes* Oh… wait… you're a city. I wonder if it works the same way… *sweatdrops*
I see, that's good~ *grins and ruffles hair*
… Why are you so red then~? Did you eat something rotten or what~? *blinks obliviously*
Ooooh! I get it hahaha~ *kicks Kentucky out of the room*
OW! HEY!
My big brother's no good at these kinds of things… *sighs* He's good at reading others romantic actions but when it comes to when it involves HIM… He turns into dad ^ ^"
GOOD LUCK JEAN! FIGHT-OH! (Nihon-san taught me this chant~)
With a Smile~
Misty M. Jones