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[notalfredjones]

...can someone help me pick up all my stuff off the lawn?

Alfred is being an ass today apparently.
...

Why is there a Lovino in my bed anyways.

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[italian_shrieks]

[Snoreeeeee]

[Shove off, it's siesta time dammit.]

[notalfredjones]

[coming over to poke you]

[with a stick]

[wake uppppp]

[italian_shrieks]

[Batting that stick away, swearing in grumpy Italian before rolling over, snuggling your pillow.]

[Um. Be glad he kept his jeans on?]

[notalfredjones]

[...pokes again. That is his pillow]

[sincerely glad for that thank you]

[italian_shrieks]

[No, it's been annexed. Sorry. Lovino's now.]

[Is bare chested though. Too hot for shirt. Back to sleeping now. Mmm, comfy bed.]

[notalfredjones]

[...but his pillow]

[...FINE. Slumps to ground and sulks for a while. Stupid Al. Stupid Italians. Annexing his bed. Without shirts on. Stupid]

[italian_shrieks]

[You mean Lovino's pillow right?]

[Ignoring the sulking in his sleep. Try again in a few minutes, he might actually respond. Maybe. Also, the stupid thing? That was one of his words dammit.]

[notalfredjones]

[...Matt's pillow]

[...SIGH; Gets up and pokes. again. WAKE UP. Can't move this with you on it]

[italian_shrieks]

[Lovi's]

[WHINE; Taking a hold of that wrist with the poking yanking you down. Hello Matt, Lovino seems to be snuggling into your shoulder. That's stopping the poking right?]

[notalfredjones]

[Matt's-]

[.................................................................]

[asdkfjklasjdklfjkjsdff- BLUSHES. ALOT]

[evertosoar]

[ALMOST FALLS OUT THE WINDOW.]

[italian_shrieks]

[Snoozing. Yes, still.]

[It's gunna take, like words or something to wake him, okay?]

fff this icon

[notalfredjones]

[still frozen. forever]

U-um...Um...Lovino?

[aaaaaa blushing]

...... why so moe/uke Canada?

[italian_shrieks]

[Sleepy whine. More nuzzles]

Cosaaaaaaa?*

[Sleepy wiggle]

*What?

[notalfredjones]

[...ohgod]

U-um..you're in my bed. And I need to move it.

[aaaaa alsdfjkljaslj]

[italian_shrieks]

[Oh English, that language. He can do that. Huh, that voice was kinda familiar. Kinda boyish too.]

Huh? Bed? What the hell, don't be stu......

[Finally opens his eyes. Blink. Okay, that must be wrong. Blink again. Nope, it's still that English kid.]-pid. [sgdhdgdnd WHAT?! SHOVING MATT AWAY AND ROLLING OFF THE BED, CHEEKS BRIGHT RED] WHAT THE FUCKING HELL DAMMIT?!