[once Ukraine has cried herself out for the moment in the safety of her apartment, she finds herself at a loss as to what to do. what exactly is there to do besides burst into tears again at the thought of all the people who need her that she's been taken away from?
as tempting as more crying is, she knows that tears won't get her anywhere. she should at least be making an attempt to get to know people (and distract herself from worrying) - and so she sets to work cooking, the repetitive motions of preparing food helping to calm her down a bit.
once she's finished making a mountain of dishes she carefully totes them down to one of the communal dining areas, lining them carefully on a table with a small note encouraging people to take whatever they like. that was a good way to start conversations, wasn't it?
Ukraine ladles herself a steaming bowl of borscht and seats herself down near the food, taking tiny sips in an attempt to keep herself from thinking about whether or not this was a silly idea. anyone who enters the dining area will find themselves looked at hopefully before she directs her gaze back to the soup with an embarrassed flush]
Ukraine | Axis Powers Hetalia | 1 (or whatever you want, I'm not picky c:)
as tempting as more crying is, she knows that tears won't get her anywhere. she should at least be making an attempt to get to know people (and distract herself from worrying) - and so she sets to work cooking, the repetitive motions of preparing food helping to calm her down a bit.
once she's finished making a mountain of dishes she carefully totes them down to one of the communal dining areas, lining them carefully on a table with a small note encouraging people to take whatever they like. that was a good way to start conversations, wasn't it?
Ukraine ladles herself a steaming bowl of borscht and seats herself down near the food, taking tiny sips in an attempt to keep herself from thinking about whether or not this was a silly idea. anyone who enters the dining area will find themselves looked at hopefully before she directs her gaze back to the soup with an embarrassed flush]