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[contraer]

[ this is Spain. it's his birthday. meaning he's just going to take a walk around the neighborhood for a while. eventually he does end up in cunningham lane knocking on the door of a certain italian. ]

[ very loud and annoying knocking ]

Roma! Hey, Roma! Romaaaaaa~~

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[ciaobastards]

Damn it, you don't have to make so much noise!

[opens the door]

What the hell do you want now?

[contraer]

[ oh, hi. just smiles and hugs you without a second thought! ]

I wanted to see you, that's all!

[ciaobastards]

[takes the hug, though unenthusiastically. he's used to it by now.]

Yeah, yeah-like you do every week. Whatever.

[contraer]

[ tight hug ]

Hm~? Yeah, but, it's different today. I came the day before, remember? [ hey, how about letting me in! hm, hm~? ] You hungry? I'll make you something good?