(Just in case the Belarus RPer needs something to start off on: ) England and Russia have made an alliance, causing their bosses to spend more time together, forcing them to spend more time together. She had a small hint of happiness when she saw him. Yes, Belarus liked someone besides Russia. She loved how his hair was always so messy, even when he tried to 'tame' it. Don't even get her started on his big bushy eyebrows, and emerald green eyes. She had to keep her act up on stalking Russia though, but maybe people wouldn't think differently of her. As he and Russia began their usual conversation, She hid behind the wall that separated the room she was in, and the room he was in.
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There was a breeze of cold air, even though they were inside. England noticed that Russia had a rather disturbed face.
"Russia, are you okay?"
"Da, It just feels like... Nyet, nevermind."
England decided he didn't have much to reply. Soon the meeting was over, and Russia stayed put, while England began to walk out the door. He noticed Belarus standing next to the doorway.
"Belarus?" England asked with a 'What-Are-You-Doing?' tone.
(And from here on we wing it. At first it will be one-sided, but that will change. ;) )