Amelia wasn't quite sure why Gil was looking at her that way. Maybe he was just entranced by her heroic looking body?
Yeah....she got that a lot.
The blond let out a slight moan, God did her head hurt. Maybe she should have stopped on her fourth glass.
Wetting her mouth a little, Amelia was about to ask Gil where his Tylenol was, but he butted in asking if she wanted to go to breakfast.
Yeah, breakfast sounded good...the sunlight didn't though.
"Hey Gil, do you have any Tylenol?"
Her question seemed to break the albino out of his revere.
The normally talkative Germa-sorry, Prussian, was unusually quite.
This wasn't his first time, right?
Yeah, it couldn't be, with how much he boasted about 'doing it' with Elizabeta.
God, Amelia was so going to have to call her sister and brother wasn't she?
Hopefully, she could push it off at least until breakfast with Gilbert was over.
That sounded like a good idea, it would also keep her away from the nagging for a little bit, or would it just get worse with the extra hours?
Well anyway, all this thinking was making Amelia's head hurt.
Time for breakfast!
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You know, when Gil offered breakfast, Amelia thought he was actually going to take her out somewhere, she wasn't picky, even an iHop could have worked.
What she had not expected was to have breakfast in his dingy, dark kitchen.
Amelia bit into her Eggo....and almost immediately gagged afterwards. Had he not toasted it all the way through?! It was cold in the middle! How was this possible? He had even managed to ruin an Eggo!
God, why did she sleep with him again.
Oh right, she had been plastered and an albino seemed like an exciting partner.
Well...she was wrong. He had somehow even managed to be worse than that stupid Russian!
Clang!
A sudden sound of pots and pans falling to the floor broke Amelia out of her thoughts.
Her sky blue eyes darted up to see who caused it.
There right by a cupboard was Gilbert, his hand was outstretched, holding a bowl. He must have wanted cereal.
Gilbert glanced around in embarrassment, his cheeks reddened a little.
"Heh, heh, sorry about that."
For some reason his eyes just couldn't reach hers. Amelia wondered why.
Amelia glanced around the kitchen, she really wanted to leave. Gil was acting weird.
"Hey, Gil? Do you know where my phone is? I just have to call my siblings."
Gilbert looked a little relieved for some reason.
"Yeah, I'll go grab it."
The albino almost ran out of the kitchen. What was the matter with him?
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Love Through the Ages
FanficAlfred had always been a late bloomer. Through puberty to love, he was always last. None of it clicked. Love was disgusting and icky, why would anyone like it? All it did was cause heartbreak and sorrow. Maybe with some help he could learn the ins a...
