by Lore-heika » Mon Oct 04, 2010 2:46 pm
Romano rolled his eyes, trying to wriggle out of Veneziano's grasp. "I'm fine, %*#$ it. It doesn't bother me-" Wait, what was he saying? Okay, so he DIDN'T mind Peru, Berlin, and Haiti as much as he thought, but his brother certainly didn't need to know that!
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Prussia held his head in his hand for a moment, making an odd noise as the room began to spin, before his gaze settled on one of the drunken civilian women. He hopped off the table and sauntered over, smiling ferally. "Gut'n tag, ladies. Awesome gig, ehhhh~?" From unstable to giggly to flirtacious... Hey, it's Prussia. Whaddaya expect?
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Finland smiled, following Sealand. "At least your tall enough to ride the rides!" he commented cheerily, patting the boy's head. "Some of these have really high limits!" Actually, Sealand HAD been forced away from a ride once back in Finland, but that had been about a year ago, and the boy had grown since.
So how do you p o r t r a y the sentiment?
The ruse is b r o u g h t, the truth is b e n t.
We never f e e l right, long nights,
F o l l o w i n g into the day.
Dead as the street light, pure white,
W a s h i n g the color away.