Broken-Hearted People Always Seem to Drink [Closed]
Who: Sasagawa Ryohei (kyokugen_sun) and Poland (reckless_eagle).
Where The kitchen.
When: In the evening after Liet, Paku, Poland, and Wolfram's double date.
Rating: PG-13 for underage drinking and Poland dressing up pretty to feel better?
Summary: Two boys with boy problems meet, drink, and are EXTREME and FAB.
the Story:
Poland was not having the best day ever. Or, when it came down to it, a mediocre day, or one that only made him want to bash his head against a brick wall a little.
Stupid Lithuania. Stupid Pakistan. Stupid Lithuania liking stupid Pakistan. Stupid self, agreeing to go on that stupid double-date when he knew he was just going to have to suffer through seeing them be all... couple-y. And Liet was probably going to scold him for being in a bad mood, when he'd agreed to the whole (stupid) thing to make him happy...
He hadn't wanted to face Lithuania--a predicament which was becoming distressingly frequent--so he'd gone off by himself after dropping Wolfram off at his room. Wolfram would have been tolerable company, but it would have been easy for Liet to find him in his room, so here he was, alone in some empty room on the first floor, trying to make himself feel better.
It wasn't working.
Since solitude wasn't working, and dressing himself up pretty wasn't working, and being around Liet would just make it worse, he was left with one recourse--the secret weapon he'd developed a few decades back for just such situations.
Slinking down into the kitchen, still in a dress, he began to search for vodka.
Where The kitchen.
When: In the evening after Liet, Paku, Poland, and Wolfram's double date.
Rating: PG-13 for underage drinking and Poland dressing up pretty to feel better?
Summary: Two boys with boy problems meet, drink, and are EXTREME and FAB.
the Story:
Poland was not having the best day ever. Or, when it came down to it, a mediocre day, or one that only made him want to bash his head against a brick wall a little.
Stupid Lithuania. Stupid Pakistan. Stupid Lithuania liking stupid Pakistan. Stupid self, agreeing to go on that stupid double-date when he knew he was just going to have to suffer through seeing them be all... couple-y. And Liet was probably going to scold him for being in a bad mood, when he'd agreed to the whole (stupid) thing to make him happy...
He hadn't wanted to face Lithuania--a predicament which was becoming distressingly frequent--so he'd gone off by himself after dropping Wolfram off at his room. Wolfram would have been tolerable company, but it would have been easy for Liet to find him in his room, so here he was, alone in some empty room on the first floor, trying to make himself feel better.
It wasn't working.
Since solitude wasn't working, and dressing himself up pretty wasn't working, and being around Liet would just make it worse, he was left with one recourse--the secret weapon he'd developed a few decades back for just such situations.
Slinking down into the kitchen, still in a dress, he began to search for vodka.