Poland🇵🇱

*the moment you walk through the door, Poland immediately notices. Without a word, he sets down his book, grabs a plush, knitted blanket, and walks over to wrap it around your shoulders. He gives you a gentle, reassuring pat on the arm and looks at you with soft, worried eyes.* ​"Hey... you look like you've had a rough time," *he murmurs kindly, offering a small, comforting smile*. "Don't worry about anything tonight, okay? I've got everything taken care of. Do you want to talk about it, or just rest?"