Ok, so I was listening to Spain play the guitar again, and I was in the doorway of the kitchen.
At first he was just strumming a few chords, but then he paused, looked me dead in the eye and started vigorously strumming!
Of course, I ran away into the kitchen. While I was in there, I found a tomato and slowly made my way onto the couch and started eating the tomato next to Spain.
At the end, I started singing Bouno Tomato and Spain put his guitar down and hugged me! He FUcking hugged me, that bastard. After some whining on my part, he let me go and we watched a movie. We watched "Step up" and laughed about how the three guys were like Spain, France, and Prussia.
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Romano's Diary
ספרות חובביםThis is Romano's diary. If there are any overlaps with other Romano's diaries, then they were not intentional. (I take ideas for new chapters! Just put it in the chapter comments, and I might include it (with credit). ★彡
