by Mardigraskit » Fri Nov 25, 2011 5:46 pm
Morocco resisted the urge to return the kiss, bringing her hands up to his shoulders and pushing him back. She managed to stand, taking a few steps away from him with a flustered scowl. "I can not believe you did that. You drunken, perverted, dirty, slimy, sweat-smelling, hyper-active, cow-licking, butt-scratching, beer-addicted fool !" She exclaimed, voice cracking near the end, before turning to England. She couldn't help but smile. "...Artie you okay ?" Sora asked, purposely making it seem like she cared for the Brit more than the American and the Dane. She walked over, putting her hands on her knees as she looked down at him. "...Oi. Your tea was spiked."