England: my solution to literally every-bloody-thing is a cuppa tea.
Me: feeling sick?
England: Tea
Me: terminal disease?
England: Tea
Me: Dementors?
England: Tea.
Me: Season Finale?
England: Tea
Me: house catches fire?
England; Tea
Me: Mum catches fire?
England: Tea
Me: boyfriend jumps off a rooftop?
England: Tea
Me: zombie Apocalypse?
England: Tea.
England sips his tea
Me: your colony left you?
England: Tea,
Me; OH WAIT, THEY PURED IT INTO THE BLOODY HARBOUR,
England: crying inside but sipping tea.
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