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HRE POV
It's been a year with Feli. It was time.
I approached Romano's house, I stood, sighing for a second... I took in a deep breath and knocked.

Bam. Bam. Bam.

I wait a moment when it flys open, Italian yelling in the background, Spain is at the door, holding five poker cards in his hand, wearing a pink feather boa "I'm looking for Romano," I say, he nods.

"Roma! Some blonde is here looking for you!" He yells smiling, I frown a bit when suddenly Romano walks up, 6 poker cards in his hand, and a fedora on. "Roman Empire? You bastard, what do you want?" I walk in "I-I have a question," he paused, eyes shifting to me, you could tell he's been through what's about to happen at least once before.

"What is it?" He leaned against the couch, I walked to him, teaching in my coat and pulling it out "May I have your blessing to propose to Feliciano?" I asked, no stutter in my voice, I was content with this question. He paused, Spain and like 3 more Italian or Spanish poker players either 'awwed' or 'oohhed' at the ring when I showed it to Romano "What's the carrot? And size?" He asked, looking at me for a moment "0.25 and I measured it, it's a semi-small band." I said, he smirked "yes, you have my blessing," he said blushing slightly "but only because I know that with you my brother will be happy, you bastard." He said.

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