In the Scottish Region of Glasgow, the UK was standing still on the middle of the cold drizzle, with her black pitched umbrella, looking at a lake with some silly gooses on. Taking a glance on those peculiar creatures on the water, she took an deep sigh before taking a seat on a bench near the lake.

"They's so 'appy and carefree, waddling about 'ere and there with no care in the world'. . ."

She talked to herself while giving out a laugh from her own comment, giggling, with one hand slightly covering her mouth. And after some seconds, she eventually stopped. Overthinking that she really needs someone to laugh with at her maybe bad jokes. Deep in thought, she shook her head again, sighing again the the process.