a little red in the cheeks as he leaves the pub, staggering slightly in his step.
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to knock him over when he sees the other. "Oi, bastard! Where the hell is my fratello!"
spins on his heel when he hears the familiar voice, eyebrows furrowing. 'I don't know... I thought he'd be with you.'
scowls. "Don't play dumb, he's barely even home anymore!" Pausing, he scrutinizes the other "The hell are you red for?"
frowns in return, running a hand through his hair, effectively ruining the slicked back style he tends to sport. 'I've been drinking Romano.
And I have no idea where Italy is.'
watches him warily. "If I find out you're lying..." He glances around, almost expecting potato bastard number two to pop up.
about this, 'No you won't. Because otherwise you would know about my proposal to Italy.' ((Valentine's Day strip, not plurk canon))
[how did I not read this strip???]
turns read, trying to find his words before he lets out a string of Italian curses. "You did WHAT?"
laughs at the reaction, leaning against a near by street light. 'I proposed to Italy, after he proposed to me.'
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