I didn't get to say a single word when Bel picked up the phone, I guess she saw my call ID because she told me she'd be right over and hung up before I said hello.
They really did try and cheer me up, her and Netherlands, and I promise I did try, it's just so hard.
We'd pretty much given up and settled on watching some movies when, unusually, Netherlands offered to take us out for lunch, I guess he thinks the situation is pretty bad.
He dragged us down the street to a new place called 'Cafe Tomatito' is that supposed to be some kind of sick joke? I'm so tempted to punch him, even if he is my brother.
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Down South
Fanfictioneveryone knows Hetalia from Veneziano's side, but what about Romano? where was he during all of this? this is Romano's diary (that I may or may not have stolen from his bedroom) it is will of photos and stories of him growing up with Spain (warning...
