On a Sunday

On a Sunday

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Romania has been messing for a very long time. Iceland just wants to know want happened to his lover and he just wants answers. What happens when a girl who looks exactly like him stumbles inside the meeting room? Follow along as the slowly help Romania regain her memories and slowly uncover what happened to her.
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Where am I? The little girl sat up, snow crunching under her as she does. She stands up and pats the snow off of her coat, then starts walking in a random direction, leaving tiny footprints in the untouched snow as she does. After hours of this, she sits down, exhausted, and starts to cry. "Why am I alone? I don't even know how I got here!" She mumbles to herself, her tears almost freezing to her face. She closes her eyes, and then next thing you know, everything went black. --- Mostly fluff, but some smutty crack mixed in lol

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