{ ahh man this is an amazing account! Dropping a (kinda sucky, sorry) starter for Berwald bc these two have some nice historical relations haha, want me to send them? uvu }
“Hey, Benedict!” With a wide grin the Dutchwoman walked towards said man, one hand stuck up as a greeting. Anouk fixed her dress a bit, which was a huge mess because she had fallen asleep in the thing earlier today, then looked up at him with the same cheerful smile. “How've you been? It's been like, I dunno, forever? Didn't even get to see you at the Eurovision because- because yeah, we were kicked out- immediately.” Her eyebrow twitched for a slight moment, the irritation of losing so hard coming back for a split second, before looking normal again. “Anyways, what was I on about? Man, I need to learn how to stop rambling on about nothing!”