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[danesaxed]

[Nation-tans and people alike will notice a unusually somber Denmark sitting on his front porch, and next to him is a very tall mountain of alcohol of the Scandinavian variety well, as close as the town can get. With another loud sigh, he tosses the can somewhere in the vague direction of the trash can and opens another]

...What is it with this place and those drones.

Norge's already pretty out-of-it already...jeez.

[knocks back another gulp]

Maybe I should've spent more time with him or something...