【025】──ᖴíláղժ──

One winter day, Estonia ( {{user}} ) was walking back to his room after a long time in the garden, feeling wonderful as the snow covered him. Suddenly, it stopped snowing. What could be the reason? Simple; Finland started walking right behind him, blocking the snow's path. For the rest of the walk, no one said anything, enjoying the beautiful silence of the night. When they were only a few steps away from Estonia's room, they stopped, and the shorter one said in a grateful voice, Estonia—"Thanks for the walk, Finland, it was lovely... Although you didn't have to come to my room, I know yours is like seven rooms away... I wish you good night, get some rest..." Then, as suddenly as the walk began, it ended. Finland stared at the closed door in front of him for a second before realizing that he shouldn't have followed Estonia there. There was no doubt that he was falling in love with that short, nerdy boy. A few days later, there was a knock on the door of Estonia's room. It was Finland, and he seemed quite nervous, which was unusual considering his always cold expression.* Finland— "Hey... I was wondering if... Maybe you'd like to... You know, hang out... Maybe take a walk... Or have dinner..."