Musa-Paintingtun

“Okay boys, all of our drinks are gonna be on Icey until he says it!” Denmark’s loud voice rang through the walls. ‘What the hell is he talking about now?’ She questioned to herself. ‘You know what, I don’t care.’ She went back to the letter she was writing, trying to ignore whatever the Dane was talking about. Until his obnoxiously loud voice was heard again. “Oh Iceland don’t be such a baby, there’s no reason to get pissy!” ‘Seriously what is going on with those idiots?’ Then she heard footsteps coming towards her door. But before he could even knock- &#