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| Russia | Nov 22 2010, 03:11 PM Post #121 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"There should be another beer left~...Maybe two, i'm not entirely sure but all right~." Russia smiled and went to go get the drinks. When he got them, he glanced at the cabinet that held the pills and thought for a second. How long will i be able to keep this up?...I wonder.... |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Nov 22 2010, 03:14 PM Post #122 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Will the pills be the wrong ones? )) Prussia looked at the kitchen for a second still wondering what was wrong with Russia. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Nov 22 2010, 03:17 PM Post #123 |
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Ivan Braginski
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8D That's what I was gonna ask you)) Russia opened the shelf and since he was looking around, he grabbed the wrong bottle and poured some of the pills in his hand. He glanced at the circular white pills in his hand and tilted his head. Maybe this is a stronger kind... He shrugged and put them in the beer before he went back to Prussia and handed him the bottle. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Nov 22 2010, 03:19 PM Post #124 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Awesome~, still more beer." Prussia said instantly beginning to drink it. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Nov 22 2010, 03:26 PM Post #125 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smiled at him and looked back at the TV. I wonder how long it will take for this one to work.... |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Nov 22 2010, 03:28 PM Post #126 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia continued to drink the beer and finished it off slower than the ones from yesterday but he was feeling a little strange. He shifted on the couch as his body began to heat up. What the hell?! His house is usually cold...
Edited by Prussia, Nov 22 2010, 03:28 PM.
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Nov 22 2010, 03:35 PM Post #127 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia glanced over at him, tilting his head slightly. I wonder.... He shrugged it off and went back to focusing on the movie. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Nov 22 2010, 03:38 PM Post #128 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia sat there trying to stay still and could just feel his body continuing to heat up. He bit his lip to control his breathing so it didn't look like he was breathing heavily. It wasn't long before he gave up and headed straight for the bathroom. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Nov 22 2010, 03:40 PM Post #129 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia watched him and tilted his head. "I wonder what's wrong with him..." He sighed lightly and looked back at the TV. "Hmmmm...." |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Nov 22 2010, 03:43 PM Post #130 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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What the fuck... Prussia was breathing heavily as he tried to walk off the whatever was happening. He couldn't believe that he was actually getting turned on, by something. He was even trying think of things to get rid of the feeling but nothing was working. Not here... |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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