by Vivid » Tue May 15, 2012 7:29 am
Spain's breathing was harsh as his face contorted with anger. Anger at himself. He shook his head rapidly, saying with melancholy in his voice, "If I'd paid attention when she'd left, no? None of this would have happened if I'd been more intelligente, more attentive! Mi amigo! Soy un hermano horrible!" His eyes were wide with sorrow, until it turned to fright. "Wh-what do you think is going to happen to her, France?? I hope she's okay ... mi hermanita, lo ciento. Lo ciento .... Lo ciento ..." He shook to himself and rubbed his arms, trying to calm himself. He was cold all over thinking about Fiji and Costa Rica and Russia.
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