[ sorry, Davesprite, if you wanted it to be warmer, you shouldn't have drawn his attention to the freezer. because the moment that the flag touches the freezer (and likely Davesprite's hand), he will get a glimpse of Isaac, being chained into a box freezer, the metal walls scratched and stained, very much like the gashes all around the room they're currently standing it.

there might even be laughter, muffled somewhere outside of the box itself before Davesprite is thrown back into reality. or whatever fucked dream world this is. ]

Yeah, right, I'll work on that.

[ whoops, every muscle in his body is tense, and he eyes Davesprite nervously. ] Maybe you should have just kept the flag. France is weird. I was supposed to go there. I got an A in French at least.