Italy was a famous singer even if her county was known for its Italian cuisine, she enjoyed singing in front of people as she dressed up all nice having usually France to help since that man seemed to be better at designing and make up then other women Italy knows

Italy was fixing up her hair as France had went out to grab a pair of earring he knew would look good with Italys red dress, Italy hums to herself as she sits in front of the mirror

Italy then hears someone knock on her dressing room door and gets up walking over to the door opening it as she looks up she looks a little surprised but smiles

“Why hello, is there something you need or wrong with the stage?”