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[Ever since he was a kid, Prussia has been good at playing on his own.
But here he's finding it very hard to do, spending his days wandering aimlessly and checking out rooms, getting into trouble every now and then but never so much that he can't get out of it. He is the awesome Prussia after all, and he never admits defeat and keeps fighting because that's what he was born to do. He's been fighting ever since he could stand on his own two feet.
But still. Even fighting gets boring after a while and for the moment he only wants to play around with someone or drink and have a good time.]
I'm fine with being on my own, damn it. I have a totally awesome time alone!!
[It's the usual thing he says to convince himself. Honestly he misses being able to go out and drink with his brother. Regardless of the war, West always found time to at least talk to him like a good little brother should. .. He was so cute...]
Damn it, West... Can't you come here too?
[Talking to himself might be weird, but if anyone hears, he'll just say that he's talking to Gilbird who's in his hair as usual.
At this rate, he would even be glad just to see Roderich. At least then he'd have someone to bother. Or Italy. He would be good too, he was so adorable.
Antonio and Francis would be awesome to have around. The trio reunited and awesome in a setting where the war wasn't separating them. It would've been amazing.]
Ugh...
[He can't even write chain letters or anything here. That would've been fun back home, just to piss the other nations off. Something like "those who read this will become pathetic"... But here, well, he doesn't really know anyone that well yet and he figures chain letters wouldn't be very popular here since there's weirder stuff going around.
Sighing, the albino drinks from his beer and then sighs. He's been practically living in the bar lately, not like he drinks enough to get drunk though. Getting drunk alone is pathetic and more England's thing than his.]
Damn it... |