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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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