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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 5, 2012 16:10:35 GMT -5
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Sept 5, 2012 16:24:13 GMT -5
{{I don't even know... I was eatin' pizza... pizza makes me hyper. XD}}
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 5, 2012 16:47:37 GMT -5
Getting home now. Then I can type up really long replies! :3)
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Sept 5, 2012 16:54:34 GMT -5
Yahooo~
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 5, 2012 17:21:15 GMT -5
He rolled onto his side, closing his eyes. Why the hell did everyone like Veniciano so much? He's stupid and too nice. He's too..perfect. His little brother was fucking perfect. And everyone in the world seemed to hate him. He couldn't even count the times that he's overheard people asking why he wasn't more like his little brother. And then there's Spain. The one person who seemed to like him. (Veniciano doesn't count.) And Romano was just as rude to him, if not more so. Damnit! Romano sat up and turned, punching the tree trunk with quite a bit of strength. A stream of broken curses left his mouth as he unintetionally broke open the skin on his hand. Tears sprang into the back of his eyes as he noticed something. The pain was..numbing. It made his forget those dark thoughts, forget whatever else was happening. So he punched the tree again, making the wound on his knuckles larger, bleed more. Tears started to roll down his face, as he weakly punched the tree once more, his hand sliding down the bark, before he curled up onto his side, breaking down and bursting into tears.
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Sept 5, 2012 17:50:09 GMT -5
"Amante!" Spain yelled, eyes wide. He dashed over, kneeling beside him. He picked him up in his arms, hugging him.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 5, 2012 17:54:27 GMT -5
Romano didn't even seem to register Spain was there. He continued to cry, his body shaking violently, eyes sealed tightly shut.
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Sept 5, 2012 17:59:29 GMT -5
Spain hugged him tightly then released him, wiping his tears. He hugged him once more.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 5, 2012 18:00:46 GMT -5
His tears seemed to be slowing down, but he was still shaking. "S-S-Sp..ain?"
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Sept 5, 2012 18:05:51 GMT -5
"Si." Spain said, releasing him to wipe his tears again. He gently took his wounded hand and looked it over.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 5, 2012 18:09:44 GMT -5
Romano pulled his hand back, away from Spain. He opened up his bloodshot eyes, saying nothing and looking at the ground.
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Sept 5, 2012 18:14:59 GMT -5
Spain looked at him with concern in his eyes, "Amante, qué pasa?" he asked.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 5, 2012 18:21:13 GMT -5
Not on comp so I can't figure out what that means xP)
Romano didn't respond, his body stilling and not looking over at him.
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Sept 5, 2012 18:27:00 GMT -5
{{lover, what happened?}}
Spain sighed and sat there on his knees, watching him, waiting for an answer.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 5, 2012 18:28:10 GMT -5
"N-nothing." he said weakly, his voice slightly hoarse.
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