{ 'what a beautiful day' ayyy /shot a million times}
Belarus held her umbrella high. It was laced with frilly pink bows and white polka dots. She'd always stroll, with her frilly umbrella, in lovely weather like this. She had a white hair clip on. She was wearing a dainty floral dress with a bow tied on the waist too. But she wore a mini jacket also. Belarus had to admit, it was a teensy bit chilly.
" Seborga is a wonderful place. They have such a stunning park. " Belarus admired. "But, I mustn't admire it right now. It seems I need to find the personification of Seborga currently. I'd love to befriend such a kind person. At least, that's what I heard about him/her. I wonder if it's a male or female." She thought. A handful of questions about Seborga swirled in her head. She took a sip from the latte she had bought a couple minutes ago. In one clumsy moment, her heels had a mind of its own, and her ankles bent the other way, and she tripped.
Luckily, something had caught her before the pavement sent her a painful injury. It was a man. He was quite handsome. She wasn't surprised, for he looked Italian. And, Belarus, the clumsy, had tainted the man's shirt with her latte. "Oh, I-I-I'm so sorry, mister! " Belarus stammered and stepped back, eagerly wiping the stain with her handkerchief. It had made it worst. "Oh no. " She sighed. "Well, thank you for saving me, sir. " He looked so similar towards Italy. Could it be he's the Seborga I'm looking for?
{ aaa I'm so sorry its long. You can make a shorter reply ;v; it's just I really wanted to role play with you- }