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Security Camera Footage 639,110,895

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Security Camera Footage 639,110,895,

Date of Footage: 04.47pm-05.14 pm, 10/1/20xx, Wednesday,

Place: UN Facility 001 - New York, United States of America,

Relevant Parties: KR,CO, MA, US.

A woman was sitting on the stairs on the outside of the facility, in a corner hidden from most's view, scowling. Even while scowling she is very pretty, with red and blue eyes, black hair coiffed into waves over one shoulder and wearing a creme tweed jacket and skirt. She flicked a lighter in her hands on and off, watching the flame. South Korea had always fascinated Yvette. 

She was Asia's perfect darling after all. 

South Korea continued flicking, on and off, on and off, on and off, on and off, on and off, o-

"PARK JUA! I thought you quit smoking!"  

Here comes Ms. Passion. In the form of a 157.48 cm lady with brown hair and green suit, sporting a yellow blue and red tricolour pin. She is striding towards South Korea, her hands on her hip as her heels clicked rapidly. 

South Korea sighed yet kept her eyes on the flame turning on and off. "Scream a little louder, I don't think they heard you on the fifteenth floor or at fifth avenue."

Colombia now stood in front of South Korea, and pointedly glared. "Haha, very funny."

"This is why you're still single."

"And you're not."

"My dear Sofia, there's a difference between choosing to be single and getting ghosted by multiple dates."

Colombia sat down to South Korea, still glaring and snapped her fingers at her to draw her sometimes-friend's attention to herself.

"Jua, I'm serious. You made a big deal about wanting to quit."

South Korea finally looked at her and smiled. 

"I have abstained from smoking ever since 2020, have some faith in me."

"That's not what I mean Jua, I saw my Gran struggle with not relapsing and this seems really important to you."

Colombia looked at South Korea, completely focused on the taller woman. A second passed and then two before South Korea bumped Colombia with her shoulder.

"I'll be fine, I just like watching it."

Colombia bumped her back and started to laugh.

"You better be! Who else would help me with makeup! Where did you get those new contacts by the way."

South Korea put her lighter away and tapped her chin with a exaggerated expression of thinking. Finally she bopped Colombia on the nose.

"Hmmm, you sure you can afford them?"

"Hey!"

"Just being realistic. I made sure they wouldn't affect my budget before I bought mine."

"I swear to Pangea... how are you so frugal with so much money?"

"Because you never know when it'll be gone."

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.

"How has everything been Sofia?"

"The government and all those other people can kiss my ass."

"I know the feeling."

"I know you do, we'll be fine."

South Korea patted Colombia's back as the Latina leaned into it. Then South Korea stopped smiling.

"Yeah, let's think that Sofi."

They sat there in silence, unbefitting of at least Colombia when they were passed by a running man with frizzy black hair and blackish brown eyes, Morocco, who was yelling. 

"What did I do?!" 

He ran out of frame, he wasn't wearing a suit jacket so that would mean he would have to deal with less-

"Your having dinner with me! That's what you'll be doing!"  

A familiar blonde man ran after, jumping over the rail to chase, his star earring flying yet still connected. 

The Keeper of the USA, what a sight even in his human disguise.

Colombia nudged South Korea with her hand.

"It's like...five, what does he mean dinner?"

"Mr. United States is very thorough when he wants people to be near him."

The USA came back into the frame, smiling and dragging/leader a tired Morocco who's face said that he had just heard America's spiel about why he wants him near, yet Morocco had a slight fond look for his younger colleague and friend that refused to let him go.

"Weirdos."

South Korea said.

"And I deal with one of them near daily."

Colombia smiled as she said.

"Lucky you."

End Footage.

*Ping* Yvette had an email.

'Call me when you finished the latest batch, CSTD' - UN

'Why are you so slow?' - UN

Yvette sighed and texted back.

'Wondering why you gave what is usually my job to two humans you got rid of and are looking for.' - CSTD

'You're welcome for me finding out what they were doing.' - CSTD

'Shut up and text me when your done.' - UN

Yvette sighed and then finished up with cleaning the clip, ready to send the word to her boss.