It was late night, 11:07 PM. You were walking through the streets, alone, in the dark, with only the streetlights illuminating.

You were going home, but... Suddenly, someone grabbed you by your arm, and pulled you closer. It was a countryhuman, seeming to be male. Then, he whispered in your ear;

🇷🇴: “… Buna ziua...~ What are you doing here.. alone?”

He giggled. It was the personification of the country Romania. He was still grabbing your arm, staring at you.