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Roderich Edelstein [ Austria ]
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The Austrian scurried to check under the refrigerator, setting the ice pack on Arthur's counter. He turned to face the brit sprawled on the sofa, arm resting along the couch, straightening his posture in annoyance to his loud sigh before returning to dust along the floor for the book. "Crush? How juvenile." He said snootily to Arthur's tone of voice, revolving around again. Was Arthur saying he liked him? "Are you confessing something, Arthur?" It was hard to tell who the brit was talking about besides himself, Roderich frowned at his smirk. "I don't like you like that." The magenta eyed teen said confusedly, standing on the top of his shoes to look along the shelves for the missing book. "Sure, Harper. I'd love to take part in song writing, sounds like fun." The musician hummed a piece of Mozart to himself while checking under the cushions.
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Alfred F. Jones [ America ]
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"Pleasure to meet you too, and Prince as well." Alfred beamed, glasses fitting adequately on the bridge of his nose as he watched the dragon nuzzle the Russian's hair with a chuckle. The American noticed Ella approach a bit awkwardly, sounding a bit nervous. Trying to make her feel better, he smiled friendlily, figuring she just had a bad day. Alfred was never uncomfortable about talking to others himself, he was an open book really. "I'll help, no problem!" He announced heroically, giving a thumbs up, eyes twinkling a raspberry blue. "Sorry 'bout taking your book before, so what do you need help with?" The blonde asked, looking to Ivan as he greeted Zoe, pigmented brown bomber jacket moving to the side as he did so, the flight jacket accented with its usual pin and 50.