Hey Sophia
Happy birthday, me. I'm sleepy. I'm going to sle
Scratch that, someone just knocked on my door.
It was Kiku. I invited him in and we just kind of sat around and talked about nothing. He gave me a present. It was a sketchbook and some pens, which he told me he bought me because he's seen some of my sculptures and he thinks I'm good at art, which I'm not. I said thank you and kissed his cheek. He got all blushy and started talking about personal space and how that was really awkward. Maybe that's not a thing they do in Japan.
I love him but his traditions and manners and stuff confuse me sometimes.
-Greece
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Greece's Diary
FanfictionTheSeerOfDoom's Romano's Diary is so fucking good that I wanted to write a thing. So yeah. This. Will definitely contain GiriPan. Will definitely contain philosophical ramblings. Will probably also contain TurkEgy.
