We sat on my bed talking for what seemed like hours, just getting to know each other(not doing anything else!). He explained he was San Marino's brother, and that he was running from Romano because he tackled San Marino for callimg him "miss hormonal" I laughed so hard at all the stories of his life as a pasta sibling. "So Monaco, how was life growing up with Canada and France?" He asked thequestion like I would cry bringing up my past. "Well, it was interesting, Canada was always quiet, my dad was always with Gilbert and Antonio, so Canada and I had to pretty much teach ourselves proper etiquette and such because England wanted nothing to do with Mathieu and I." "Your accent is so cute," what? Was he hitting on me? Well they don't call him Romeo for nothing... "Uhem, excuse me?" I raised an eye brow at him. "I think your a nice person, and I want to get to know you better, so what I'm trying to say is will you go on a date with me?" I was stunned. This was the first time a boy liked me for my PERSONALITY. "umm, yes! I'll go on a date with you-" " YES!!" he cut me off. "On one condition, you beat me at poker."
