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[mr_blandy_bland]

Who: Canada and Lisa Garland
What: Canada's in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Where: Dance club.
When: February 16th, after 6PM
Warnings/Notes: Canada's sorry Mia. This time it isn't his fault.

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[mr_blandy_bland]

"W-w-wait, w-what are you...?!" After the weekend he's had, he's worried if someone was trying to invade his vital regions again. That was until he heard the word dance.

"Eh? C-couldn't you have a-asked someone first?"

[mr_blandy_bland]

Canada's tall, but probably not that tall. He'd probably come to around Lisa's eyes.

I should just drive the car next time. Canada thought to himself. Yes, this was even probably the last time he would even step foot near the hospital unless it's a dire emergency. But despite being completely bewildered, and wondering if she was some sort of hooker nurse, he decided to be nice anyway.

"I...I'm Canada. O-Or Matthew, it doesn't matter which one you use. A-also w-why do you want to go dancing, again?"