Somewhere in southern Europe, in the vast coasts and canals. Italy was leaning against the marble railings, staring at the boats passing through the Italian canals. She smiled a little and fixed up her hair, gently brushing against the evening wind.

"Heheh... Stasera è adorabile......"

Italy giggled softly and adjusted her taupe coat, resting her cheek on her palm as she leaned on the marble railings. The sounds of chatter went about in the restaurants near her.