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I was dropping by Spain-san's house to return a lost object when I saw Prussia-san sleeping on the couch.

Spain was drawing on his face.

"What are you doing, Spain-san?" I asked the Spanish man.

"Oh," he replied, "I'm just doing some..... creative graffiti."

As he snickered, I wondered on whether I should leave him alone or stay and pay no mind to him.

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