Calling all homeless Antonios!!! But feel free to reply, anyone else <3
[France is sitting back in one of the restaurant rooms he found, sipping wine, as Frenchmen tend to do, and musing to himself. Music about the city he had been in before coming back here, and everything that was going on.
Scotland. Oh, Scotland, the beautiful man, had finally talked to him about the past, and all was well there. And he wouldn't have any problems staying a one-man-man, if he did say so himself~ the Scotsman knew how to satisfy~
And then there was Antonio. Who he and Gilbert were missing dearly. It wasn't as if he wished the horrors of Ruby City on his brother-slash-best-friend, but it was a damn shame not having the third member of the Trio around. He missed dat ass the man.]
Scotland. Oh, Scotland, the beautiful man, had finally talked to him about the past, and all was well there. And he wouldn't have any problems staying a one-man-man, if he did say so himself~ the Scotsman knew how to satisfy~
And then there was Antonio. Who he and Gilbert were missing dearly. It wasn't as if he wished the horrors of Ruby City on his brother-slash-best-friend, but it was a damn shame not having the third member of the Trio around. He missed dat ass the man.]