❛ Pathetic, my admin wishes for me to. . . write down things in this journal? Tch. . . ❜

The Italian stared down at the paper, A grin on his face as he grabbed his pen. "Time to start writing!"

funny, you never thought he would ever keep a journal. it was a small leather book, bounded closed with a small string. let's see what secrets he hides, shall we?

Spain Angst.

*sighs* Here we go again.