Time Flies When You're Having Fun. (For Sleepy)

The young beauty known as Belarus strolled through the Neutral Zone. She eventually came upon a flower garden, which made her want to barf, yet she kept her face calm and acted happy to be there. Seeing as she no longer had anything to do during her free time, Natalia started taking walks to this place over and over again. It seemed as though she liked it, but truthfully, she hated the flora. It reminded her of her older brother too much, which was painful for the blond. Without even thinking, she found a bench and sat, staring off into a dream that would surely never come true.

Sleepyyawn walked into the neutral zone for a place to vent, looking extremely uptight. He was mumbling a stream of insults to no one in particular.
"...Stupid tea, I wanted coffee and she brought me tea! And then I get in trouble when I try to chop her head off! Stupid cafes and stupid stupidness..." he muttered as he wandered past the European country, brushing past her absent mindedly.

Snapping out of her daydream when hearing something about chopping heads off, Belarus glanced at the strange man that passed by. Aggravated by his whining, she began muttering to herself as well.

"Stupid ball sucker... he's whining like Poland... who cares if it's tea or coffee..." Natalia hissed, saying it a little louder than she wanted.

Sleepyyawn heard this, and whirled around at the nation. "I CARE! TEA IS A SPAWN BREWED IN THE PITS OF HELL AND BROUGHT TO EARTH BY ENGLAND'S DARK MAGIC!" he yelled, waving his arms up and down in a rather comical fashion.

Letting out a small laugh at his reaction, the Slavic country stood and brushed dust off her navy blue dress.

"That asshole Britain is annoying." Bela agreed, shaking her head at the thought of the Englishman. The blond held more of a jealous grudge towards him, seeing as he spent more time with Russia than she liked.

The Empire calmed down a little as Belarus made her statement. "Agreed." he said in reply, a snarl stuck on his face as he thought of the island nation.

Letting out a agitated sigh, she looked at the male standing before her. She noticed his clothes, which of course, wasn't that ridiculous if you think about it. Natalia snickered at his large clothing, but she quickly shook the thought from her head and held out a hand.

"I'm Belarus." she said simply. It wasn't much of a greeting, but you can thank Icee for that.