BRB, dinner.
England frowned, trying to remember. "Hm... I believe it's Green Tea."
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Okay!
I nodded, smiling. "I see, I see... Do you only drink tea?"
Imma watch Hetalia...
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ohtay.
England nodded. "Mostly," He replied.
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I smiled, saying, "I like water... And juice."
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England shrugged, sipping his tea. "They are interesting beverages."
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I nodded. "I'm sure I'd like tea if I tried it, though... What's it taste like?"
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England slitted his eyes slightly, tipping his head. "Hm... Hot... And... Depends on what you put in it, sweet."
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I nodded. "Sounds good. Can you put honey in it? I love honey..." I sat back, smiling softly at the thought of the golden and rich liquid.
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England nodded. "If you wish, miss," He murmured, standing up to brew her a cup of tea. He returned a few minutes later, sitting down and setting the cup of tea down in front of her. "I didn't know how much you wanted..."
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I shrugged, saying, "It's fine. I'll just put a little honey in it..." I pulled a random jar of honey out of my coat, pouring it into the tea cup. I then stirred it a little, taking a slow, savoring sip.
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England tipped his head. "You have... Honey inside your coat? No disrespect..."
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I nodded. "Yes! I carry it everywhere I go. Honey is a delicacy where I'm from. We rarely get shipments of it."
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He nodded in understanding. "I see..."
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I smiled, taking another sip of my tea with a smile. "Delicious..." I mumbled.
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England smiled. "I'm glad you like it, miss."
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I smiled, setting my tea cup down. Looking at him, I asked, "So, you mentored America in your ways, right?"
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England frowned at the thought, looking away as the painful memories of the American Revolution replayed in his mind. "I wouldn't say that..." He sighed.
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I tipped my head, confused. "I don't know exactly how the story goes. You helped him when he started out, and then he rebelled, right?"
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England nodded stiffly. "Yes." He replied solemnly, a stoic look applying to his features. He looked away, shutting his eyes.
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I realized it pained him too much to go on. I set a hand on his shoulder, murmuring, "I'm sorry I brought up such a painful subject... Forgive me..."