☂ 014; of course it is happening inside your head

[is_an_island]

Listen, I'm just calling to say that... Well, I don't suppose anybody was worried, but still. I'm quite fine, and there's no need to worry. I'm a responsible adult, and I know how to take care of myself. Honestly, there's... [The sound of distracted ripping of the mail.]

....... AHAHAHAhahaahahahahahaha fuuuuck this bollocks because... because

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[numanstan]

[... Juuuuust gonna start walking the other way now.]

[is_an_island]

Vance.

[numanstan]

[Oh he did not just call him Lance-- no, he's drunk, shake it off, shake it off. He tentatively raises his hand in greeting.]

[is_an_island]

[Slings a too-friendly arm over his shoulder what is personal space]

VAaaaaaaAaannce--

[numanstan]

[Oh God now he understands what Howard's getting at with the whole "don't touch me, don't ever touch me" thing. He manages to get his newspaper and his crayon out and writes: "ur pised?" Can England even read at this point? LET'S FIND OUT, SHALL WE?]

[is_an_island]

Vance, Vance, Vance--You know, Vance, you've got a fffffffffunny name--

[numanstan]

[Alright, no then. But, what the hell, he's taken to speaking like a bird, and it's not like England will remember anything. He hopes.] It's Vince.

[is_an_island]

You're hairy.

[numanstan]

You're drunk. [Just gonna start inching away a bit now.]

[is_an_island]

You're my friend, aren't you, Vincent?

[numanstan]

[He pauses and nods slowly.]

[is_an_island]

Okay.

You're a good fffffffffffffffriend.

[numanstan]

[Weak little thumbs up sign.] Whatever y'say, England.

[is_an_island]

I can't understand a bloody word you'res aying.

Have you seen my shirt?

[numanstan]

Ditto, mate. [He looks around and shrugs.] Y'might wanna try lookin' for it, though. Just a thought.

[is_an_island]

I think I lost my jacket.

I liked my jacket.