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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 23, 2011 21:53:55 GMT -5
Gilbert swallowed. "Okay, cool," he said, happy to abandon the pony and happy to be leaving. "Bye, guys," he said to anyone listening. He checked to make sure he had his hot dog wallet, his cheap not-an-iPod, and everything else (he did) and decided to follow Roderich. "So," he said, to quell any awkward silence that could have happened (since, more than anything, he hated awkward silences). "What's up?" he offered weakly.
Okay, even he had to admit that was pretty lame. But it would have to do.
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Post by Roderich Edelstein on Jan 23, 2011 21:59:20 GMT -5
"Well I came to a bar, had Ludwig pass out, somehow got stuck watching a pony, abandon the pony and now I'm walking home with you." he answered glancing over at him.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 23, 2011 22:00:26 GMT -5
Gilbert snorted. "Yeah, I got that," he said, almost laughing but not quite, "but thanks for the recap. I just meant...what's up?" He struggled to find the words to elaborate. "How's life?" he tried again. "Tell me something I don't know."
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Post by Antonio Carriedo on Jan 23, 2011 22:03:53 GMT -5
Antonio began to get real scared as he saw Lovino rushing toward's him. "Ah crap!" Lovino began to yell and cuss at him, which was pretty normal, but he was saying some thing's that he didn't understand. As Lovino held on to his shirt he got mad. Usually he could handle his lackey but right now he was drunk and embarrassed to be yelled at when his friend's were there. He didn't say anything though until Romano came back from yelling at Ita-chan.
"I didn't know you were going to come over! I don't always have to be with you every frickin minute of every frickin day! When was the last time I went out without you? Let me have a day to myself for once!" As soon as those word's came out of his mouth he wanted to take they back. Ah crap! "W-wait Romano I didn't mean that..I'm drunk..." Antonio was feeling very guilty.
He turned toward's Gilbert and Roderich who were planning to leave and sighed. "Don't go yet guy's, please. I'll be their in a second."
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 23, 2011 22:06:25 GMT -5
Gilbert glanced behind him to see Antonio. "Ah, are you sure you don't want to..er...work things out with Lovino?" He paused as he realized how that sounded, at least to him. "Not that I want to be alone with Roderich! Because I don't! He's probably going to try and take advantage of me or something."
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Post by Roderich Edelstein on Jan 23, 2011 22:07:23 GMT -5
"Nothing rather interesting is going on..." Roderich said not sure how to answer. "...what about yourself?" he asked after a moment's hesitation.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 23, 2011 22:08:54 GMT -5
Gilbert sighed. "That's just it, there's absolutely nothing going on. I play video games, I drink beer, I sleep, and occasionally, I go out to bars. Ever since I became an ex-nation, nothing's really been happening." He opened his mouth to add a comment along the lines of 'but please don't misunderstand, I'm still awesome' but found his heart wasn't in it. Maybe the beers from before were finally getting to him.
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Post by Antonio Carriedo on Jan 23, 2011 22:28:58 GMT -5
" Ah no...their's nothing really to work out. I came here to hang out with you so I'll just stick to that plan." Antonio turned away from Romano and as he did he kept feeling Romano's eye's on him. Why did I just do that? I'm such an idiot! Antonio began to walk toward's Gilbert and Roderich who were already a little ahead off him. "I'm sorry", he mumbled. |
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 23, 2011 22:31:47 GMT -5
Gilbert frowned. He was beginning to feel uneasy. "I like how everyone's pissed off," he said to no one in particular. "Always fun." The sad thing was that even with everyone angry at each other, it was still more interesting than his life nowadays.
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Post by Arthur Kirkland on Jan 23, 2011 22:35:23 GMT -5
"Well that's nice to hear." Dammit, this conversation is going nowhere! Arthur took some more sips. "So... how are things going with... er..." Arthur trailed off. He couldn't think of anything to talk about with Ivan. "Hey, do you need another drink? I'll go get you another glass of vodka." He grabbed Ivan's glass and went to the bartender where Alfred and Kiku were sitting nearby. "Get me one glass of vodka and another beer." He told the man. He then saw Feliks walk by. Bloody hell.... is that guy wearing a skirt?! Arthur sighed. "Make that 2 glasses of beer..."
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Post by Lovino Vargas on Jan 23, 2011 23:01:59 GMT -5
Antonio is yelling at me....Did I make him that angry? It's all his fault though. He's the one who made some plan's with me! He's leaving....... What should I do? I've never been in this kind of situation before."God dammit you bastard wait!" Lovino ran toward's him and grabbed his arm. He tried to hold back his tear's. Lovino sniffled. "I-im....sor.." Lovino shook his head. Just say it already! "I'm sorry bastard! I just miss you dammit, since you're always busy with your flowers and work." He began to mumble," can I stay..I mean go with you? Dammit!"
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Post by Ivan Bragniski on Jan 24, 2011 15:49:48 GMT -5
Ivan smiled at Feliks. "Now why would I do that?" He didn't even notice Arthur get up to get and get them drinks. "I would never do that, da?"
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Post by Roderich Edelstein on Jan 24, 2011 16:54:19 GMT -5
"Isn't that wonderful." Roderich muttered crossing his arms. 'How could anyone find enjoyment out of hatred?' he thought to himself. 'Then again this is Gilbert... he is a bit strange...'
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 24, 2011 16:56:24 GMT -5
Gilbert rolled his eyes at Roderich. "You really do need to stop being so uptight, you know," he said, huffing slightly. "Honestly, you have such a stick up your ass, I bet you didn't even know I was being sarcastic."
He sighed. Why was he being such a jerk? (More so than usual, at any rate?) Maybe it was because the beer from before was making everything sway. Oh well. Unlike his brother, he could definitely hold his liquor. He could only hope he was standing up straight, and not swaying also.
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Post by Arthur Kirkland on Jan 24, 2011 17:05:40 GMT -5
Arthur returned to Ivan with the drinks he ordered. He chugged down pretty much his first glass he ordered. " Ugh... I feel worse than before. Either the burnt food's getting to me or I'm just getting drunk..." He slammed his head on he table and let it rest there.
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