Day 60: Intercom, Evening

[damned_intercom]

The intercom jingled at its standard time, with the Head Doctor still in his over-the-top, jovial mood. It seemed not even the evening light could keep down the love he held for his job.

"Good evening, everyone! I hope your soul is filled with music from last shift; I know mine is

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Re: M21

[osoreirimasu]

Japan was wary of returning his room. After spending a blissfully...well, okay, it had been stressful and full of him standing at the bulletin board for far too long as he fielded questions from the patient populace about the division of the Institute grounds among the Nations, but it hadn't been quiet and that was enough for him. He'd only just begun to grow accustomed to the silence when it had been broken by the surge from home last night; and now it was gone again. The entirety of his country, stripped from him without a second thought, again. It was painful and while Japan didn't exactly enjoy being called crazy and being forced to field every sort of question as if the bulletin board had devolved into some ink-based 2CH, it had been noisy and had filled up the hole for a short while.

Now it was gone again and Japan was being ushered through quiet halls toward his roommate. The roommate who had turned into some sort of demon tank and disappeared out the door last night. Japan wasn't certain if he should be afraid or not, but he was certainly going to be cautious. His stomach began to twist in knots as he realized he was entering England's territory as well, especially after Abarai Renji had called them "buddies." He and England...were probably very far from being buddies, despite Japan's best efforts. The Nation sighed and pressed a hand against his stomach as he was let into his room, bowing his head to Daemon to be polite, before heading to his--

...American dinner? This was definitely American. He had seen such foods at America's house in November before... "But..." he murmured, staring at his food as if it was neon green and pink instead of the delectable browns and whites they were. "...It isn't...the right season...."