[The moment he stepped forward to charge a familiar voice distracted him. In an odd attempt to stop and start at the same time Latvia ended up face-planting into the floor, leaving a notable crack in the stone. Thankfully it was more the result of his magic gone awry than any bad collision. Besides a bit of bruising, his forehead would be okay.
Latvia shuffled up to sit on the stairs, besides the tears pricking at the corners of his eyes from the impact he couldn't help but smile. It wasn't that often he was this grateful to see Estonia]
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Latvia shuffled up to sit on the stairs, besides the tears pricking at the corners of his eyes from the impact he couldn't help but smile. It wasn't that often he was this grateful to see Estonia]
It won't let me through.