The plates were all done before Hungary stood up and stretched. "Israel, I was thinking about going to the beach. What do you think?"

I nod excitedly at the idea, I loved the sea. I used to go surfing back home there were so many wonderful beaches. But since the war I hadn't had a chance to go to the beach again "I'd love too go"

Belarus stared daggers at Ireland, but didn't say anything.
The Baltics were walking around, picking up the cottage.

He ignored Belarus's glare and stayed out of the way but near Russia

"Okay then!" Hungary said. "I'll let you borrow one of my bathing suits!" Hungary said.

"Oh you sure? I'll be heading home to get some stuff anyways" I tell her, referring to my surf board of course.

Russia sat down at a small table and poured himself glass of vodka. "Do you want anything to drink?" he asked, looking at Ireland.

Ireland jumped at the opportunity he had been running low on whiskey "Uh yeah you got any whiskey?"

"It's no problem. I don't know if you have lots of water in Israel..."

I smile "You'd be surprised" I get up and start to head to the door "I'll go grab my things were should I meet you?"

(my dad used to skip school just to go surfing there, didn't help he lived right next to a beach. whenever i go to visit there I always love to go to the ocean, although I never go in the water)