"And you are??" The tall male asks. "New York..... But I go by Kat.." I say slowly. "Zhat's what I thought.... My brother speaks well of you." He says nodding. "He does?" I say dumbfounded a little bit. "Ja. Oh by zhe way I am Germany, Prussia's brother." Germany says. I can't help but feel like he is trying to figure me out or something. Like he thinks i might be hiding something from him..
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