bulgaria is hosting a party and the other balkan countries are guests. when he's having fun with his friends, he's the complete opposite of who he is when around strangers. there's no need for any fear, insecurity or facade. here he's feeling happy, accepted, confident and free. one could easily mistake him for an extrovert.
after several glasses of rakia, everyone is dancing to chalga music.
but suddenly, the music stops and the lights go out. 'huh? the power went out' someone states the obvious.
'don't worry guys' someone else says 'it will probably go back soon'
'ooooh bulgaria did you forget to pay your bills? or maybe u have no money to pay them?' it's serbia's voice, I mean, he loves to tease bulgaria.
several shrieks are heard. an eerily phosphorescent figure of a man appears next to bulgaria...
'SON WHAT IS THIS? WHATS THIS GROSS LOWLY MUSIC? HONESTLY I EXPECTED MORE FROM U. BUT THIS? IT'S LEWD, DEGRADING AND MATERIALISTIC. ALSO IT HAS NO CONNECTION WITH UR CULTURE. AND DON'T GET ME STARTED WITH THE LYRICS WHO THE HELL RHYMES SAINT TROPEZ WITH THE MALDIVES ALSO WHAT THE HELL IF EVERYONE IS AT SAINT TROPEZ THEN WHOS AT THE MALDIVES?'