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Post by Alfred F. Jones on Sept 24, 2012 17:31:52 GMT -5
Austria had finished playing and was satisfied with his work. He turned to finish the original music sheet.
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Oct 2, 2012 18:57:30 GMT -5
HRE was laying on his bed, staring at his ceiling.
Here!!!))
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Oct 2, 2012 19:04:05 GMT -5
Italia knocked on his door. (yay!)
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Oct 2, 2012 19:14:47 GMT -5
"come in."
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Oct 2, 2012 19:47:15 GMT -5
Italia opened up the door, poking his head inside. "Ciao Holy Rome."
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Oct 2, 2012 20:10:54 GMT -5
"h-hello."
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Oct 2, 2012 20:18:08 GMT -5
He stepped inside, shutting the door behind him. "Are you feeling okat?"
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Oct 2, 2012 20:19:30 GMT -5
"yes... Why?"
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Oct 2, 2012 20:24:15 GMT -5
"Well you ran off and looked kind of funny~" He remembered what Hungary had said, his cheeks turning a faint pinkish color.
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Oct 2, 2012 20:31:06 GMT -5
"...s-sorry.."
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Oct 2, 2012 20:33:28 GMT -5
Italia walked up to Holy Rome, eyes for once open. "Miss Hungary told me something about you."
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Oct 2, 2012 20:39:01 GMT -5
"s-she did?"
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Oct 2, 2012 20:53:59 GMT -5
He nodded, smiling.
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Oct 2, 2012 21:12:36 GMT -5
"what did she say..?"
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Oct 2, 2012 21:21:47 GMT -5
"She said you were in love with me."
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