[Not particularly fond of coming into the office- even less fond of staying this late, when most people were already at home eating or socialising or god forbid, resting- Austria is muttering darkly to himself, the faint strains of Brahms coming from a radio in the corner an attempt to soothe his irritation. At least, he thinks, there isn't much left to do, and he can- oh, but there's the door. Is it another intern with a pile of paperwork? Because he has half a mind to open it and just walk straight past them.
He marches to the door, opening it and his mouth as he prepares to deliver a polite but not to be fucked with admonishment, when- ]
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He marches to the door, opening it and his mouth as he prepares to deliver a polite but not to be fucked with admonishment, when- ]
...Newsboy?
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Now he feels horrible, because really, as angry as he is at Prussia, it is just a hat.]
I'm sorry, Sir.
I-I can come back later if you're busy. Or fix the problem myself! It's just a small thing, after all.
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[His annoyance fades, replaced somewhat by mild surprise, and he sweeps back into the office, beckoning.]
Close the door behind you, please.
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It feels nice, being allowed into Austria's privet office. He only wishes he could have brought good news.]
Well...something important to me has been stolen.
[He gestures to his head.]
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