– Gilbert, and I got sick, She drawled, sniffing. "Congratulations, does this mean you're going to die soon?" Pruss asked in surprise. "It means you're a fool and it's time for you to go home." Everything would have been fine if it hadn't been for Anya's cold. She has been coughing and has a stuffy nose for a week now. The girl even regretted that she dismissed everyone: I even let my sisters and this Prussian go home. There are no holidays planned, but she just wanted to sit with her family so much. Gilbert is also part of her family. But knowing that he had not seen his brother for a long time, she let him go, and the sisters had work, so they also had to let them go to their place. It was after everyone left her cozy, warm house the next day that Braginskaya began to feel unwell. Russia did not dare to poison itself with pills and other things, because who knows what these syrups, pills and so on are made of. It's better to just have tea on herbs, as well as a spoonful of honey – it used to help her, but now it just got worse somehow. But the girl did not give up and continued her self-medication "therapies". Sitting at home all day, alone, seemed somehow wild for Anna. I got used to the fact that an eternally dissatisfied Prussian rushes from room to room in the house, saying that everything is not so laid out here, what a bad housewife she is, and also, did not forget to slap her "I am great!". Anna is Russia, you are Russia