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[howtheyrise]

So many of my friends have already found themselves here I was beginning to think I was being, how do you say, ignored? But that is impossible, non

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[gluttonforpasta]

..?

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[gluttonforpasta]

FRANCIS!

You came back!

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[howtheyrise]

Feliciano! How has this place been treating you--

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[howtheyrise]

Quoi?!

Back?!

[gluttonforpasta]

Si! You were on this community for a while, but you went away.

[howtheyrise]

Impossible! I don't remember this community at all, mon ami. [Sarcastic nickname. To cover up the fact that he's a little worried now.]

[gluttonforpasta]

Veh, that happens a lot...Japan and Germany and Austria all forgot about it, too, when they came back.

[howtheyrise]

Allemagne forgot something? Autriche forgot something?

What is this world coming to?

[gluttonforpasta]

Veh, I don't know...it's very strange. At least I've never forgotten about it....I think I didn't, anyway.

[maraihi]

You know him?

[gluttonforpasta]

Of course! He's big brother France!

[maraihi]

Well, if he's a friend of yours I guess I'll give him a chance...

[gluttonforpasta]

He's very nice! He likes to flirt a lot, but he's not a bad person at all.

[maraihi]

I see.
What else does he have going for him?

[gluttonforpasta]

He makes really good clothing and Paris is very pretty! And he cooks very well too. Like his crepes. His crepes are AMAZING.

[maraihi]

I suppose those are nice things... Good clothes and food...

[To compromise his principals for nice clothes or not to...]