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[wafels]

[Filtered to Netherlands. Only not, because she's drunk. Consider the entire post to be read in a rather slurred tone of voice.]

Ah... broer, I'm sorry, I-- I didn't mean to say you don't give good a'vice. You do. You really do. I like it when you try - it makes you seem sweet, y'know? Ah... I told you I'd be okay, though, and I'm okay! I'm okay

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✤1/idk

[windmill]

[OH DEAR GOD SISTER

DEAR GOD HOW MUCH DID YOU DRINK

not that this... hasn't happened before but this is Mayfield and just oh god why did he ever let you go to Norway's bar]

w;A;w

[windmill]

[...

she said that she loves him]

[windmill]

[...well, she's drunk, drunk people say things they don't mean all the time]

[windmill]

[he can't tell that it isn't filtered- as far as he knows, it's just a call to him- and sighs.]

How much did you--

[hop_toit_udonge]

... You seem to be quite intoxicated, dear.

[wafels]

Mebbe just a li'lbit--

--huh? You... you aren't broer...

[hop_toit_udonge]

Certainly not.

[wafels]

If you're not broer, how did you--this... this was only for 'im!

[makemebreakfast]

It's not good to drink so much. Someone might take advantage of you.

[wafels]

...you could hear it too? A-and n'body's gonna do that - I won't let 'em.

[makemebreakfast]

...of course I can hear it, it's right here plain as day on my phone.

It's cute, really.

[wafels]

The only one who shouldda been able to is broer...

[when_in_me]

Ehhh? Belgium, what's with you?

[wafels]

Bier! Bier is with me!

...w-wait, Rome?!

[when_in_me]

Beer!? I want some!

[wafels]

I think I drank it all!

But how'd you hear this?

[motheringnation]

Belgium? Are you alright!

[wafels]

'm juuuuuust fine, Ukraaaaaine!

[motheringnation]

[Oh wait...she knows that type of voice. Have a sigh]

Belgium...how much have you drunk?

[wafels]

All of it!