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Post by Alfred F. Jones on Jan 23, 2011 19:24:30 GMT -5
"I can afford a drink." he smirked looking at his almost empty wallet. "Ooooooh right... recession... I think I'll have to take you up on that offer." he chuckled sitting down next to him.
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Post by Kiku Honda on Jan 23, 2011 19:26:57 GMT -5
Kiku laughed softly, ordering another round of drinks, finishing his. "Oh? They're leaving already." he shrugged, watching the bartender.
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Post by Feliciano Vargas on Jan 23, 2011 19:27:16 GMT -5
Feliciano frowned slightly (he had never thought there was anything wrong with the way Ludwig dressed, and he was fond of the way he did his hair) but he said nothing. "Yeah, Ivan," he said. I hope there isn't a fight, he thought to himself. Just the thought of fighting made him queasy. "Anyway, the bar is...um....I don't know what it's called, but it's that really shady bar in between Antonio's house and Ludwig's. I can ask someone what the bar is called, if you want,"
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 23, 2011 19:29:56 GMT -5
Gilbert frowned. It was colder outside, but he had a jacket. He felt around in his pocket for a cigarette. Normally, he wasn't a smoker, and especially after drinking it was probably a bad idea, but he didn't particularly care. Today had been stressful. He dug into his pocket, accidentally unplugging his not-an-iPod and blasting Barry Manilow to the world. Crap. "Well, that's just nothing," he said absentmindedly. Certainly no thanks to your gift that you got me, he thought.
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Post by Feliks Łukasiewicz on Jan 23, 2011 19:33:10 GMT -5
"No it's okay I know where it is, it's that totally trashy place I pass by when I go shopping over there and I always have to watch were I step because there's always something gross on the ground. Well I guess I like have to get ready now, so cya."
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Post by Kiku Honda on Jan 23, 2011 19:34:55 GMT -5
Kiku shivered when he finally noticed Ivan, drinking his beer when the bartender returned. It tasted strong, stinging his throat as he drank it. But, it was different, and he wanted to try and fit it with the other countries.
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Post by Alfred F. Jones on Jan 23, 2011 19:39:26 GMT -5
Alfred started to drink his beer "So Kiku, you're finally fitting in now aren't ya?" he asked noticing that he seemed to be doing everything he could to seem 'normal'.
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Post by Kiku Honda on Jan 23, 2011 19:44:37 GMT -5
"I-I'm trying." he mumbled, staring at the beer. "It's hard though. Everything I think is normal, is bizzarre to everyone else. It's frustrating sometimes."
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Post by Ivan Bragniski on Jan 23, 2011 19:55:11 GMT -5
"Good, da?" Ivan said smiling. He took a sip of his vodka and placed it on the counter. "Everyone is here today, it's so crowded." He glanced around the room hoping to spot Lithuania, Latvia or Estonia, without any luck. At least Belarus wasn't here. He shuddered at the thought.
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Post by Arthur Kirkland on Jan 23, 2011 19:59:16 GMT -5
"Heh, yes it is mate." Arthur said as he finished his drink. "Hey, waiter! Get me some more!" He told him. He then got his 2nd glass of beer and took a sip. "So Ivan, what have you been up to these days?"
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Post by Roderich Edelstein on Jan 23, 2011 20:12:20 GMT -5
As soon as he was outside Roderich took a deep breath, it wasn't the cleanest air but it was cleaner at least. He jumped a bit not expecting the loud music. "Oh that's from you?" he asked hearing Gilbert say something, what exactly, he didn't particularly get.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 23, 2011 20:15:25 GMT -5
Gilbert felt his face heat up, knowing it was probably scarlet. "Shut up!" he exclaimed, both to Roderich and the music player. He turned it off hastily. "Fritz, why do you always judge me? I don't like it," he said to Roderich. He paused. "Don't think I care what you think, or anything," he added. "Because I don't."
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Post by Feliciano Vargas on Jan 23, 2011 20:21:51 GMT -5
Feliciano smiled broadly. "Okay, see you soon!" He snapped his cell phone shut. The bar was a little crowded, but he didn't see a problem with it. Feliciano thought of himself as a people-person, and anyway, he liked people even if they didn't always like him.
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Post by Antonio Carriedo on Jan 23, 2011 20:22:49 GMT -5
Antonio sighed, he really didn't want to get into the whole thing about Romano. He was really relived when Gilbert suggested to go outside, forgetting all about the one before mentioned.
Gilbert helped to lift Antonio up out of the stuffy bar. Antonio still dazed noticed how many people had come. He even saw that those bastard's Arthur and alfred were here. He glared at them as they left.
Antonio noticed how cool it was outside compared to that oven stuffed with all those people. He suddenly heard some music being played. "Hahaha, you like that kind of music? I never knew!" Antonio wasn't laughing at Gilbert is was just surprising to find out that that kind of guy would listen to that kind of music. "Your full of surprises even now..." Antonio was quite drunk now.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 23, 2011 20:31:17 GMT -5
Gilbert turned to Antonio. "You shut up, too!" he said. "I happen to like Barry Manilow. Is that a problem?" He sighed. "Sorry," he said. He laughed softly. "Full of surprises, that's me." He glanced at Roderich and pulled a cigarette from his pocket. "Do either of you have a light?"
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