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Post by Kiku Honda on Jan 22, 2011 8:01:12 GMT -5
As Kiku took out his phone, he blinked, watching the two men down their drinks. He hadn't drank in so long, he couldn't even remember. Was this what all the 'young people' were doing? Is this how they hung out? Getting drunk? He felt confused, not even hearing when Alfred replied. Alcohol used to be incredibly popular in Japan at one time, but now, it wasn't as big, so of course he didn't drink as much anymore. But if the young ones are drinking it...
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 22, 2011 9:40:38 GMT -5
Gilbert frowned briefly at how depressed his question had made Antonio, but smiled when he heard him speak. "Yeah!" he exclaimed. He glanced at his empty glass, and turned to the bartender, asking for refill. He laughed slightly. "It's been so long since I've been out drinking. I mean, West has booze that he keeps in the house, but I haven't been out to drink for quite some time."
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Post by Alfred F. Jones on Jan 22, 2011 12:35:26 GMT -5
"Kikuuuuuuuuuuu?" Alfred called into the phone, he heard voices but Kiku didn't reply. "Are you there?" he asked wondering if he had a bad connection or something. "It's me Alfie~ Can you hear me?" he said wondering who all the voices were, Kiku wasn't a very social person from what he knew.
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Post by Antonio Carriedo on Jan 22, 2011 13:25:23 GMT -5
"All we have at my house is wine. People don't usually drink beer at my house." Antonio began to chug down his second drink. "Ah! That was good!" He thrusted the cup down on the bar counter. He then began to wipe the wine that had escaped his cup and was running down his lips. "You know what Gilbert? Let's have a couple of more drink's then lets go do something! I don't care what it is, as long as it lets me to forget my worries for the day!" Antonio then proceeded to wave for the waiter, to get yet another drink. |
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Post by Kiku Honda on Jan 22, 2011 15:41:06 GMT -5
"Alfred-san, hello." Kiku finallly responded, smiling slightly. "I appologize for not responding sooner, Feliciano-san kept trying to get me to drink. Right now I'm with Gilbert-san, Antonio-san, and a few other countries, all of them drinking. Honestly, I'm thinking about getting a drink myself, if that's what you young countries do lately."
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 22, 2011 15:51:52 GMT -5
Gilbert drank the remainder of his beer before ordering another one. "I'm not really a wine sort of guy," he said, shrugging. It wasn't that he didn't like wine, he had just never tried it, nor found the incentive to. "Maybe some day I'll have a glass just to see what it tastes like, but until then.." He let himself trail off.
At Antonio's proposal, his eyes lit up. "That's totally awesome!" he said, beaming. "Of course, I'm way too sober to do anything fun now, but give it time. Man, this is going to be so great!" Gilbert felt overwhelmed by the wave of nostalgia that washed over him. It would be just like the 'good old days', as people often called fond memories of the past.
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Post by Alfred F. Jones on Jan 23, 2011 11:29:17 GMT -5
"Woah! Kiku! When did you get so social? You're at a bar? Dude, tell me which one I gotta meet you there." he said, now trying to find something to wear. "This is awesome~" he almost sang into the phone.
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Post by Roderich Edelstein on Jan 23, 2011 11:45:38 GMT -5
Roderich fidgeted in his seat slightly, feeling a bit awkward. "Ahem... If there's no real reason for me to be here, I'll guess I'll be going then." he announced, noticing how everyone here had a real reason to stay besides him.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 23, 2011 12:03:24 GMT -5
Gilbert glanced at Roderich. "Noo," he said, somehow slurring the word. It wasn't that he was drunk (buzzed was more accurate) but he found it fun to slur words when he was drinking. Something like the placebo effect. "You have to stay," he said, getting up and grabbing him by the shirt. "You may be stuffy and boring, but it just won't be as awesome without you here," he said, dragging Roderich to where he had been drinking with Antonio. "Here," he said, shoving his glass of beer into his hand, "have some of my beer. You'll feel better~" he said, grinning slightly.
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Post by Roderich Edelstein on Jan 23, 2011 12:12:03 GMT -5
Roderich glanced at the beer in his hand, then at Gilbert, then back at the beer. He sighed knowing he wouldn't be able to win against Gilbert. He gave in and took a small sip, it wasn't that he didn't like beer he just wasn't a big drinker.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 23, 2011 12:24:24 GMT -5
Gilbert smiled broadly. "There, now don't you feel better?" At any rate, beer made him feel better. He gave Roderich a smirk. "C'mon, you know you love the fact that you didn't have to pay a cent for it. Come, sit," he said. Gilbert sat back down next to Antoio, and gestured to the barstool on his other side.
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Post by Roderich Edelstein on Jan 23, 2011 12:56:56 GMT -5
Roderich wouldn't admit it but Gilbert was right, he did enjoy when things were free. He sat down on the stool next to Gilbert and placed his beer on the table. He doubted he would even be able to finish the one glass.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 23, 2011 13:17:06 GMT -5
"So, how have things been with you? It's been a while since we've talked. For some reason, you don't seem to enjoy my company," said Gilbert, smirking again as he did so. He sighed and ran his fingers through his bangs. For a split second, his hair resembled West's, though he let it fall into his face once more. He took a sip of the glass he had given to Roderich. "Sorry," he said, "you can seriously have the rest now, I'm done."
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Post by Kiku Honda on Jan 23, 2011 13:43:40 GMT -5
"Um, that's a good question Alfred-san." Kiku muttered, asking the bartender then relaying the name to his friend. "I'm still attempting to get used to all of this new culture in the western countries, and if you young countries are drinking often, then I'll try it. And you know I'm slowly trying to get, um, 'social', if that's what you mean."
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Post by Antonio Carriedo on Jan 23, 2011 14:33:31 GMT -5
Antonio watched as Gilbert ruffly when to pull on Roderich shirt and brought him back to where he and Gilbert were sitting. Oh, he was here the whole time? Antonio took another sip of his wine.Well I guess more the merrier! As he watched the two talk he began to feel quite dizzy. Not the dizzy that would make you fall over, but the kind that would make you do stupid things. Antonio smacked himself on his cheek and shook his head. Tear's began to roll down his face. It seems that the plan to forget about his trouble's backfired. Instead of forgetting them, every little hurt feeling he had became x100. He wiped them away with his silk sleeve, but they just kept coming back. Ah man, I feel smashed! He shook his head once more and began to pat Roderich's back interrupting Gilbert's and Roderich's conversation."Hola, how's everything been going?" He said this in a shaky voice, with tear's still coming out. He knew he looked stupid but his whole plan was to have a good time, and he wasn't gonna let this ruin it! |
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