[She takes a sip of the coffee after she blows to cool the surface. There, much better, more caffeine to be able to handle this and help this old man.
Gods, she really didn't expect this, but for some reason, she would take this over stories of France's sexual escapades over the season (looking at you, England, even though that was a close one.)
She looks over at him, he might be full of life and flamboyant normally, but when he's depressed, it really shows how much he has lived through.]
I wonder. [She takes another sip.] I mean, I might not be the right person to ask this of, but I know many would think that the other deserves better. She might even think the same.
At least she doesn't have to wonder why it is impossible, and that it's not her.
...
And maybe it really wouldn't matter to her if you are a nation. Hong Kong and Minako are happy, no?
[Damn it... Looking down at his reflection in the mug he was holding he might have grimaced. He's looked better. He drinks down half of his cup out of spite and warily regards her for a moment, trying to read her.
Not that he'd put it on Vietnam to lie to make him feel better when it's something he's taken to heart.]
That just sounds like a weak ploy. I may as well just tell her that it isn't her, but me and retreat into the night to wallow in my own pity. I confess that I miss her...
[Kind of like what he's doing, anyway.]
Hong Kong and Minako are different. [He doubts they started doe eyeing each other at the gentle guidance of the Landlord. Actually France can't imagine Hong Kong doe eyeing at all...]
[She gives him a firm look now. But not one to judge him. It was a determined look, encouraging him. He's a mess right now, and she is 100% sure that he's doing what they all fear the most: overthinking. Not that she can say she's not guilty of doing that either, but someone always has to remind the other.]
See, you miss her. So go see her. Even if nothing comes out of it, at least you can make a friend? You may say that is not enough, but it can help, really.
...
But why are they different? Love comes in different forms, no? But in the end it's all the same. Well, aside from the fact that it started out on a more natural basis. [Yeah, pretty sure the day Hong Kong does that, his face will break.]
[It's pretty much all or nothing at this point. Oh sure, they could laugh about this and go 'oh that was silly' but perhaps a few Words had been exchanged that would keep this from being an easy transition. Nobody knows about that however and France doesn't want to release such delicate information. He sighs and it sounds rather pinched... just kill him now. Or get him a hooker though Good Golly Miss Holly is definitely Out Of Question now to disappoint.]
They came to be on their own. They were not toyed with by some bottle. It's a terrible start to a romance, Vietnam. I just know that enough has happened, bottle or no, to make things complicated enough that I just do not see it being okay.
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Date: 2014-02-27 04:40 pm (UTC)Gods, she really didn't expect this, but for some reason, she would take this over stories of France's sexual escapades over the season (looking at you, England, even though that was a close one.)
She looks over at him, he might be full of life and flamboyant normally, but when he's depressed, it really shows how much he has lived through.]
I wonder. [She takes another sip.] I mean, I might not be the right person to ask this of, but I know many would think that the other deserves better. She might even think the same.
At least she doesn't have to wonder why it is impossible, and that it's not her.
...
And maybe it really wouldn't matter to her if you are a nation. Hong Kong and Minako are happy, no?
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Date: 2014-02-28 04:51 am (UTC)[Damn it... Looking down at his reflection in the mug he was holding he might have grimaced. He's looked better. He drinks down half of his cup out of spite and warily regards her for a moment, trying to read her.
Not that he'd put it on Vietnam to lie to make him feel better when it's something he's taken to heart.]
That just sounds like a weak ploy. I may as well just tell her that it isn't her, but me and retreat into the night to wallow in my own pity. I confess that I miss her...
[Kind of like what he's doing, anyway.]
Hong Kong and Minako are different. [He doubts they started doe eyeing each other at the gentle guidance of the Landlord. Actually France can't imagine Hong Kong doe eyeing at all...]
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Date: 2014-02-28 02:57 pm (UTC)[She gives him a firm look now. But not one to judge him. It was a determined look, encouraging him. He's a mess right now, and she is 100% sure that he's doing what they all fear the most: overthinking. Not that she can say she's not guilty of doing that either, but someone always has to remind the other.]
See, you miss her. So go see her. Even if nothing comes out of it, at least you can make a friend? You may say that is not enough, but it can help, really.
...
But why are they different? Love comes in different forms, no? But in the end it's all the same. Well, aside from the fact that it started out on a more natural basis. [Yeah, pretty sure the day Hong Kong does that, his face will break.]
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Date: 2014-03-01 02:13 am (UTC)[It's pretty much all or nothing at this point. Oh sure, they could laugh about this and go 'oh that was silly' but perhaps a few Words had been exchanged that would keep this from being an easy transition. Nobody knows about that however and France doesn't want to release such delicate information. He sighs and it sounds rather pinched... just kill him now. Or get him a hooker
though Good Golly Miss Holly is definitely Out Of Question nowto disappoint.]They came to be on their own. They were not toyed with by some bottle. It's a terrible start to a romance, Vietnam. I just know that enough has happened, bottle or no, to make things complicated enough that I just do not see it being okay.