The First Meeting of the Anti-Francis Club

[godsavemy]

WHO: Haiti, England and Anyone Who Hates Francis Bonnefoy (Everyone, yeah~?)
WHEN: Saturday, May 8th - 7 P.M.
WHERE: Brows and Snoz Pub
WHAT: We the People of Liberty, in Order to form a more perfect Francis-Hating Union, establish Justice, insure less Groping, provide for the Defenseless, promote Personal Boundaries, and secure the Blessings of

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*strikes a pose* Oh Kim... you could've chosen a better Hero...XD

[italian_honour]

Yes he'd seen the fliers, and yes Romano had been more than a little amused by the idea of a congress of people all gathering for the simple purpose of beating down on a certain, STD-infested Frenchman.

So amused in fact, that he simply couldn't pass up the opportunity to drop by the pub and scour out just how much of a turn out　Francis' cock-driven mind had produced.

So there he was, hands dug deep into his denim pockets with huge (fake) fur-lined coat shielding as much as he could from the night's cold air.
Approaching the club Romano could already distinguish the nasal voice of one Arthur Kirkland, who's presence alone almost made him turn around and march right back home [because you can't enjoy bitching about one enemy if it is in the company of another] but another prompted him to stay..

A small girl huddled up by the pub's entrance, one he could recognise almost instantly Despite Romano's insistence that all Asians look the same .
Kim must've been too young to get into the pub....oh god, this night just got better and better.

Walking up behind her he rested an elbow on her head, as if she were his very own portable arm-rest.
"Isn't it past your bedtime, bambina?"

Yes. Romano was very much expecting an elbow to the stomach for this. If not for startling her, then for the taunting that followed. But sacrifices had to be made for the greater good.

The greater good being to piss of Kim.