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| Russia | Nov 21 2010, 01:42 AM Post #81 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smiled and leaned back against the couch, titling his head slightly. |
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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 21 2010, 01:44 AM Post #82 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia drank the beers rather quickly for some reason a little more thirstier than he first thought of. About halfway through the movie he yawned. He shook it off though and continued watching feeling himself get sleepier with each passing minute. I wasn't this tired before... The albino yawned again and shook his head a little more thinking he could last it out before he fell to the side, on Russia's lap, fast asleep. |
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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 21 2010, 01:51 AM Post #83 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smiled and stroked his cheek lightly, running the other hand through his hair. "Good little krolik." He said softly, before he kissed his forehead and carried him to his room. He placed him on his bed and sat next to him, rubbing his side lightly. |
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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 21 2010, 01:52 AM Post #84 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia stayed fast asleep not even flinching when Russia would touch him. He was just that passed out and his face was also calm. |
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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 21 2010, 01:54 AM Post #85 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia kissed his forehead lightly and laid down next to him, stroking his cheek until he fell into a light sleep. |
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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 21 2010, 01:55 AM Post #86 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia woke up hours, a good amount of hours later feeling super rested and the best he felt when waking up in awhile. That's because West finally learned his lesson at not yelling at me to wake up. He smiled and moved to rub his eyes opening them to see that he wasn't home but still at Russia's. Fuck... I passed out 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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| Russia | Nov 21 2010, 02:05 AM Post #87 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Hey." Russia said softly, looking over at him. He was reading his book again, but he wanted to be there when Prussia first woke up. |
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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 21 2010, 02:06 AM Post #88 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Hi... how long have I been asleep?" Prussia asked sitting up yawning slightly. When did I fall asleep? |
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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 21 2010, 02:12 AM Post #89 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Umm...About....I think Twelve hours." |
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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 21 2010, 02:16 AM Post #90 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Twelve?! How the fuck could I sleep for twelve hours?!" Prussia asked getting up ready to leave but... he was hungry, big time. |
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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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