einundzwanzig.

[aus_ruinen]

...So. Uh.

Does anyone know a place to get picture frames?

I don't think I wanna keep Fritz's picture in this one any more.

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[magyar_nation]

[magyar_nation]

Not asking.

[aus_ruinen]

LOOK

THIS ISN'T A NORMAL THING

[magyar_nation]

Sure it isn't.

[aus_ruinen]

IT'S THE TRUTH

[magyar_nation]

I guess. It's not like you could've come over.

[aus_ruinen]

...Can I now?

[magyar_nation]

Bring your brother~

[aus_ruinen]

...You know what? Too damn horny to care.

Be right over.

na na na na action spam

[magyar_nation]

[She's just flipping through a magazine on her couch, a half-empty bottle of Tokaji wine in her hand.]

[aus_ruinen]

[Prussia heads in, looking flushed.] Hey.

[nichtdeinbff]

[Probably flushed because Germany is the world's expert at crazy porn and maybe did something to him in the car.

Without him really realizing.

But now he's not going into the house at all. He's standing there, looking very >[ with his arms crossed. He doesn't even really know where he is! Maybe Jack was--but--why was he thinking about Jack Harkness?!

Insert Germany slapping his hands over his face and flailing around. Was he smelling bodily fluid all over Desai.]

[magyar_nation]

[She sits up and raises an eyebrow at Prussia, crossing her legs.]

Where's Nemét?

[aus_ruinen]

Well, that's a nice greeting.

He's outside.

Oi! West! Get your [toned sexy oh god what the fuck] ass in here!

[nichtdeinbff]

[Germany looks between his fingers at Prussia in the doorway.]

Where are we?!

[How the fuck do shouting, randy Germans work.]

[magyar_nation]

[She rolls her eyes and steps outside, smiling sweetly, surreptitiously groping Prussia as she passed.]

Hi, Nemét.

[And then she grabs him by the collar and starts to drag him inside.]