The Date (Part 3ish)

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It must've been no less than 10 minutes when he saw Prussia stumbling back to their table.

"Oh god you're drunk, was there free alcohol in the bathroom or something?" He asked somewhat condescendingly.

"Shut the fuck up and just let me eat..." Prussia ended the conversation then and there.

They ate their food and then Austria paid the bill before ordering dessert since Prussia looked too off for him to sanely last that long.

Austria dragged Prussia to the car (Prussia didn't want to move) and seatbelted him in before going onto his side and seatbelting himself.

Driving.

After they got home Austria was once again dragging him into the house.

As soon as they got into the house Austria had a staring contest with Germany, who wasn't even looking at him, until he felt too awkward to keep looking away.

"What happened this time?" He asked, shaking his head.

"This buffoon got drunk at lunch! Please take care of him while I go take a shower-" but before Austria could move an inch Prussia had his grasp on him.

Germany chuckled, "I guess you're not showering then."

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