Countryhumans (GerPol)

Truth or Dare (.1)

Poland: »You're kidding right...?«

The thought of being toyed with by a stupid German again, wanted to make him express his definite opinion out loud. But he knows that that's what Germany partially wants and he was not going to feed him even more then he already did.
It was already hard enough to keep his composure, everytime he so much as saw him pass by, with his never changing, serious expression, that he probably had 24/7 because he thought so highly of himself.

Poland: »Don't think I can't see where this is going. I know what you're trying to do here.«

Poland's body language quickly is fully directed to Germany, like he is ready for a potential attack.

Germany: »Oh, do you?«, Germany says, with no trace of particular expression. Blankly staring into Poland's soul, only slightly raising his left eyebrow.

Poland: »Yes, dumb ass! For someone with no brain you shure "think" a lot. And by that I mean thinking lesser of people! Must be your talent.«

Germany: »You mean passion?«

Still no particular expression whatsoever. Poland just tries ignoring it.

Poland: » And you know what? I can do the same thing to.«, Poland says, while standing up, leaning with his hands on the table, looking down on Germany. He still can not get any reaction out of him though. In some way, this face, devoid of emotion drives Poland insane. He always associated the German family with this ever lasting, big, creepy, shark teeth smile they wear with them at all times, no mater the situation. The fact that Germany never shows it, always pretending..., makes him wanna scream his lungs out.

Germany: » Great, you figured out how the game works Poland, but have you thought about giving me a straight answer yet?«

Poland: »...Yes...«

Germany: »Good.«

Poland sits down again, crossing his arms, not backing his irritated stare and creeping eye contact with Germany.
The eye contact doesn't last long, because Germany already glances over to Russia, while Poland is communicating his accumulated feelings per eye. Russia is already more intrigued, judging by his newly assembled posture. But it would definitely need a bit more to make him cooperate. Good that Germany picked such a passively competitive game.

Germany: »What about you?«, Germany says while turning his gaze to Russia. Russia has an almost so exaggerated look of confusion in response, it mildly looks like acting.

Russia: » *hah!* Forget it!«
He doesn't show it, but Russia was skeptic as well and also confused in a way. Usually Germany held back much more around him. He changed a bit to much for Russia's liking. But he doesn't scare him, how even could he?

Germany: »Shure... Truth.«, Germany says, turning back to Poland, before taking a quick unnoticeable look at Poland's phone that Poland got out to search for something in his pocket probably cigarettes.

4:40 pm. Good enough.

Poland looks back at Germany with an annoyed look on his face, still with his hands in his pocket. He probably doesn't have any.

He immediately knows what to respond with.

Poland: »Do you have a crush?«

Silence follows, with Germany raising his eyebrow again.

Poland: »What?«, Poland says irritatedly drawing is eyebrows together. Haven't they ever played this game before? This is the number one starter.

Germany: »...That is the question that's on your mind?«