3-My Way?

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~ ITALY'S POV~

I was at the near by flower shop picking out the special made flowers that I got every Thursday "there you go,"the young lady says handing me a batch of carnations,I thank her than leave with the flowers walking back home so I could vase them and take them to the wooded hut in an hour, so I could see if holy Roman empire was coming this time,I thought I might be depressed, he had been gone forever, as I walked home I could feel my eyes grow dull and dark in spirit, I was sad...that's bad I walked into the house, my eyes started to water up "Damn it, this happens every time I get flowers, why did he have to have!?" I mumble under my breath only to get a call "hello?" I all into the phone "hey is potato bastard over there?" My brothers voice asks "no-a do you want to-a come over brother romano?"I all coping my old happy, innocent voice "yes, I'll be there in ten minutes,"he says before hanging up, I look around my decent home,I needed to clean a bit anyways,I put the flowers in a case and start to clean.

~ TEN MINUTES LATER~

I sit down only to have a knock on my door, Romano. I get up and answer it, my brother walks in and I slit back Down, this time with a smile, he starts talking about some rip off of pasta sauce and I barely listen, my eyes closed as they always were when I pretend to be happy. I look around and get up, barely listening as tree continues talking, as I pass the flowers my eyes almost water up,I was'nt in the mood, I get out a cup and full it with water before turning to him,I hadn't realized I was crying because I did so often, his face almost froze "what did potato bastard do?"he assumes, at first I don't realize why he suddenly asked that, I pulled off my best innocent and happy face when I realized "oh-a I must of gotten something-a in my eyes," I pull off, wiping my closed eyes,I say down and listened to his cursing and bad sauce stuff before he leaves and I cook up some pasta and have a silent meal, zoning out on my table, I realize that I was done so I put it in the dish washer like a zombie and put on my winter coat And grab the flowers, no vase. I walk out and I'm greeted by light snowfall, I smile just a bit and walk to the stand so I could wait for two hours.

~ Two hours later~

Not today, I put the flowers by the flag which id fixed in the middle of the roofed spot, he was supposed to be back two years ago, and I havent stopped coming here since then, I didn't plan to. I look at my watch, not today. I stand up and leave with out the flowers, I walk home and change, another boring day, I lay in my bed and stare at the ceiling got about 3 hours until I fall asleep...

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