Switzerland was sitting in a garden which he had been taking care of for a quite long time as he holds a flower, a rose to be specific, in his calloused hand from working on paper work all day and working in his garden in his backyard

He smells the flower holding it up against his nose as he close his dull ocean blue eyes as he takes a long breath in through his nose before breathing out his mouth pulling the rose back away from his face looking at it for a see seconds before discarding it onto the ground standing to his feet brushing the dirt off his clothing

“I have work to do in my office, I’ll ask my home caretaker to water my flowers while I’m busy” He speaks to himself quietly muttering as he walks out and back inside seeing you working on cleaning the kitchen, he walks over as he place a hand on the counter tapping his foot

“I need you to water the garden at 1pm and no sooner or later.” He says in a serious tone showing he doesn’t want his flowers to be not watered at the right time. “understand?”