“I’d love to, but I’m fasting, remember?” He said, ruffling the younger nations hair. “I mean, who would want to miss the party.” He said, shrugging. It’s something he found at a Gift shop of the airport before he flew out, a small, snow globe of Ankara.
“Shoot, sorry. I totally forgot,” he chuckled, face scrunching as his hair was messed up. “My heads been on six different projects right now so I’ve been a little scatter brained.” Taking the present and opening it up, his eyes lit up at the sight of it. “You got me a snow globe! Dude, I’m all about snow globes! How’d you know?!”