“Arthur,” Antonio yelled, accent heavy and happy. Arthur scowled and poked his head out the window to yell at the man for being an idiot and leaving him alone to pack. No words came out as he saw what as happening below. The streets were covered in red, and for a second Arthur feared and remembered wars, but Antonio was grinning up at him and waving like the idiot he was covered in the same substance. Something flew by him and splattered on the window sill, catching him on the cheek.
Antonio threw a tomato at him…
“Come on down, Arthur!” The bastard yelled as picked up a tomato and ducked what two miscreants threw at him. Another tomato, out of no where, came and hit him on his back. Antonio was not wearing a shirt, the fruit exploding and covering his tanned skin in red. The stupid idiot laughed and scooped up red from the ground and threw it in whatever direction that had come from. Arthur scowled and pulled his head back into the room, the clean room and slammed the window shut, just as a tomato hit the glass
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Tomatina Festival. Get them messy, anon!
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Antonio threw a tomato at him…
“Come on down, Arthur!” The bastard yelled as picked up a tomato and ducked what two miscreants threw at him. Another tomato, out of no where, came and hit him on his back. Antonio was not wearing a shirt, the fruit exploding and covering his tanned skin in red. The stupid idiot laughed and scooped up red from the ground and threw it in whatever direction that had come from. Arthur scowled and pulled his head back into the room, the clean room and slammed the window shut, just as a tomato hit the glass ( ... )
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Arthur's reactions were so great!!
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