I went around to the cafe to thank Roma, I even picked him some tomatoes from my garden.
when i got there though my heart nearly dropped out through my feet, Gil was sitting by the counter with Roma in his arms.
my blood ran cold as Gil laughed at something Lovino, My Lovino, said. I didn't stay after that, not even long enough to see Lovi's reaction, I couldn't take the pain, it felt like a rock sitting in my chest.
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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...
