Upon hearing about Toris' recent foolish decision to get involved with Russia again he was annoyed and disappointed. When he recalled that Raivis lived with his currently Russia-obsessed older brother, he was even more annoyed, however, when Raivis asked if he and his brother [and Roderich] would let him stay, he okay'd it immediately, sure that his brother and his...Roderich wouldn't mind. Ludwig had okay'd Raivis staying over sometime earlier, since they were expecting Raivis to stay over anyway.
Gilbert took it upon himself to get Raivis clothes, first, cooing upon seeing the chick hop to Raivis. He had extra bags in his car, in case they needed more. He knew they weren't taking everything, but it was a precaution. So he was going through Raivis' closet and his drawers, asking Raivis what he wanted to leave and what he wanted to bring, or if he just wanted to bring everything.
He tried to say this as composed as possible.
The house reeked of Russia, after all, even if he hadn't been here. Toris probably reeked of him, and that's why the whole house did.
He had to get out of here, Raivis in tow, before a mirror got broken.
"I want to bring most of my clothes," he explained. "And personal stuff, but that's it." He opened the suitcase and went to help Gilbert take his clothing out of drawers and place them neatly into the bottom of the suitcase. Then, he walked over to another corner of his room and opened a large chest, pulling a smaller box out from inside.
Gilbert wouldn't have thought to be neat with it, so it was good Raivis did first. "What about the books?" He asked, looking at the shelf.
Why were romance novels so brightly colored?
He turned to Raivis, seeing him taking up the smaller box. he assumed that was his "personal stuff," and didn't question it. he was, of course, curious as to what was in there, but didn't say anything. He put some more shirts into the suitcase, as neatly as he could.
"Oh... well... those would just take up space, so..." He shrugged a little, setting the box by his suitcase. "I wouldn't want them cluttering up everything..."
"Pffft." he waved his hand, aloofly. "There's too much space in that damn house to clutter up anything. They just say that so I don't bring more things home." But, unless he decided he wanted them, he left the books.
He nodded, putting the books in the suitcase and then zipped it shut. "I just have to pack up my laptop, then we can go." He went over to his desk, getting his case and shutting down his ocmputer.
He packed up his computer and slung the bag over his shoulder. Going over to zip up the suitcase, he stood with the smaller box in his arms. "C-could you take the suit c-case?" He didn't want to bother him for anything, but otherwise they'd have to take two trips, and who knew when Toris would be home?
Gilbert took it upon himself to get Raivis clothes, first, cooing upon seeing the chick hop to Raivis. He had extra bags in his car, in case they needed more. He knew they weren't taking everything, but it was a precaution. So he was going through Raivis' closet and his drawers, asking Raivis what he wanted to leave and what he wanted to bring, or if he just wanted to bring everything.
He tried to say this as composed as possible.
The house reeked of Russia, after all, even if he hadn't been here. Toris probably reeked of him, and that's why the whole house did.
He had to get out of here, Raivis in tow, before a mirror got broken.
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Why were romance novels so brightly colored?
He turned to Raivis, seeing him taking up the smaller box. he assumed that was his "personal stuff," and didn't question it. he was, of course, curious as to what was in there, but didn't say anything. He put some more shirts into the suitcase, as neatly as he could.
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Once he had everything, and he did a once-over of the room, they were ready to go.
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