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[mr_blandy_bland]

I...I told m-myself I wouldn't do anything like t-this....

[Canada's running down the street, setting random yards on fire. Also may or may not be throwing bricks and/or rocks at garage doors.]

....

Comments

[motheringnation]

[He may come across Ukriane walking down the street with her pitchfork. She seems to be using it to destroy the tires of some parked cars along the way]

[mr_blandy_bland]

...?

Ms. Ukraine?

[motheringnation]

Ah...

[The pitchfork is being hidden unsucsesfully behind her back as she stutters and looks quite embaressed]

C..Canada....hello!

[mr_blandy_bland]

[At least the matchboxes are easy to hide in his coat. So yeah, quickly stuffing the one he was using in his pocket.]

Y-you too?

[bustydefense]

[Mia is basically running to the flower shop to make a phone call when she runs across Canada - ]

Matthew?!

[mr_blandy_bland]

EHHH!

M-Mia?

A-about all this this....

[bustydefense]

Wait - I thought - !

[mr_blandy_bland]

I...I thought you were....

W-Who's watching the kids?