{italy ~ o1}
Who: Germany and Italy.
Where: Espoir.
Style: Third.
Status: Closed.
With a stomach full of delicious pasta and renewed energy from a long quick siesta, Italy decided to go for a walk. He hummed loudly to himself as he strolled aimlessly around the village, his hands clasped behind his back. He wasn't really paying attention to where he was headed, but eventually he took his head out of the clouds long enough to recognize that he was nearing the fountain.
Feliciano supposed that if you didn't go near the freaky scarecrows in the fields, this place could be alright. Better being at home and than fighting a war, that's for sure.
Where: Espoir.
Style: Third.
Status: Closed.
With a stomach full of delicious pasta and renewed energy from a long quick siesta, Italy decided to go for a walk. He hummed loudly to himself as he strolled aimlessly around the village, his hands clasped behind his back. He wasn't really paying attention to where he was headed, but eventually he took his head out of the clouds long enough to recognize that he was nearing the fountain.
Feliciano supposed that if you didn't go near the freaky scarecrows in the fields, this place could be alright. Better being at home and than fighting a war, that's for sure.