Dear Misty~
Why can't you get along with Texas?
Weeeell~ she IS mon capital~
Suriname: she's only 5 =_=
There's an age limit to telling children things?
Suriname: nah, really? *sarcasm* nice sarcasm by the way, Misty.
oh! I almost forgot~! Kentucky~ ma soeur Paris-
Suriname: DON'T TELL HIM THAT!
*blinks* why not?
Suriname: because he doesn't need to know that! God, you're such a dumbass at times... =_=
sincèrement,
Pricilla (and Nilakshi)
Dear Pricilla (and Nilakshi~)
Is it alright to call you by your first name Miss Suriname~?
… Haha~ well a lot of my siblings probably have a bone to pick with me and Kentucky to be honest~ ^ ^" with the Civil War and all you know~? (Texas in particular is pissed at me for delaying his statehood a while back with all that HELL I raised up in Congress~ ^ ^")
Yeah, I mean we were border states after all… FUCK. I sure have a lot of scars from that time…
*nods**nods* Yes, yes, we both do~
…
I do not even want to know anymore~ ^ ^ I have a feeling that if I do I will be reminded of your father.
Thank you very much Nilakshi~!
… *blushes*
Oh, he already knows ^ ^! Heh, and now it's my turn to tease him… Honestly though~ I truly expected you to marry one of our distant cousins though~ Maybe one of Uncle Mexico's cities…
S-SHUT UP MISTY!
*sticks out tongue* Oh no. I'm going to give this back to you TEN FOLD.
… Sweet Jesus.
With a Smile~