We took a vote.
It was kind of like American elections (I'm assuming Yào did that in honor of Alfred). We filled out a ballot with our options and put it in the box, and the only person who didn't vote (that would've been Gilbert) counted the votes.
It was unanimous. We had all voted to leave the Nations and take some form of transportation to America to see Alfred.
I left with Romano (we also voted on having transportation buddies) this morning. We're going to meet up with Arthur in Brooklyn. - Francis Bonnefoy
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I actually voted to stay behind. They wouldn't know that. I think I made an awesome decision, but no one else seems to appreciate that.
That's so motherfucking awesome. - Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Counting By Twenty (W-A 2017)
FanfictionYou ever wonder what happened to America during 9/11? This story explores exactly what happened, including a week prior to and a week after the incident. Alfred F. Jones's (America's) closest friends and family have been interviewed, bringing togeth...
