You know the drill, if I'm screwing up on Norway, don't hesitate to drop me a line here! Comments are screened and all that jazz! This also doubles as a contact for whatever reasons. Or, if you don't want to drop anything here, just a simple pm to this journal would do, or my aim; russiannextdoor.

Flames will be deleted. It's concrit for a reason ( Read more... )

I have a question for you, Mayfield. When someone important or close to you leaves, how do you handle it? Do you lash out in anger, do you seek comfort from another friend, or do you let it linger and build up into something inside of you? I'm simply curious--I don't mean any harm by it.

This Homecoming Dance... Does it matter who you bring as a... 'date'? Do you need one? If you don't, I'm just going to show up and stay by the walls. I've never been much of a dancer, even at formal balls that other nations held back home. I usually went to keep up appearances, but I was thinking it may be a little fun to go ( Read more... )

Oi, Denmark. What kind of clothing can I wear without getting odd looks from these drones? I'm in one of the stores here and I'm a little... Confused. It's different from what we had back home ( Read more... )

[If you happen to be out and about town, you'll find Norway wandering the streets in this little number. Is he fully aware of it? Yes. Does he look embarrassed? Nope. Sadly enough, this was his clothing that he wore before arriving. Do you mistake him for a girl? What do you do? He wouldn't care either way. Eventually, he stops in front of the ( Read more... )

[Around late afternoon, 1489 Kramden Road will be greeted by the sight of a teenaged boy with an uncanny resemblance to the former nation father-figure of the household. He spends some time poking around in each room while the dog he had kept here before follows him around, whining and tail wagging, though he reaches down to gently pat it on the ( Read more... )

I have a bad feeling about that Louvre Hotel. Something isn't sitting right with me about it. [He sighs softly.]

I don't want to hear you idiots talking about going there. It could be like Westport.

[And suddenly his voice takes a turn for the worst. It's too cheerful, too fake all of a sudden;]

Gosh, I just can't wait to go back to Westport ( Read more... )

I think I'm going to call in sick for a few days. I may have picked up some kind of a human bug--Headaches, stuffy nose--All that. Could just be allergies from the pollen too, but I'm not going to risk it. I don't like being human. I never came down with anything as a nation--

[Despite what he said about the stuffy nose, he sounds perfectly fine, ( Read more... )

[Later during the day, Norway can be found walking down Brady Lane with a bundle of white and blue flowers to leave on Finland's doorstep with no note. It's his way of saying 'sorry for dumping cold coffee on your head'. After he sets the flowers down at 336, he glances at 335. He contemplates going over to ask Sweden how the proposal went, but he ( Read more... )

[Sometime later in the day, Norway went out for a walk with his dog. Eventually he ended up in the park on a small hill. Once in awhile, he'd throw a tennis ball and wait for the dog to bring it back where he'd repeat the process, but otherwise he was simply relaxing under the shade with too much on his mind ( Read more... )