[COMPLETE] A Gruesome Twosome We Will Be
Characters: Gilbert Weillschmidt, Arthur Kirkland
Location: Bitch's Brew Bar
Rating: PG13?
Time: Day 6, Night
Description: In hopes of stealing putting together a game-plan, Gilbert invites Arthur out for drinks. Arthur cannot resist the lure of alcohol. PLOT POINT.
England was a little hesitant about meeting Prussia at the Bitch's Brew Bar. The last time he went there, he had gotten Canada in trouble, and so he'd kept himself as busy as possible to not remind himself of what had happened. But going several days without alcohol was getting to him, and so he walked into the bar now, feeling eager and even a bit happy. It had been ages since he and Prussia had gone drinking together. The scene seemed a bit nostalgic. Out of all of his drinking buddies, the former country was his favorite. They had been off and on enemies, but had a lot of common interests.
It was late afternoon, after America and England had finished their first day of work. They had been so busy learning things and his feet were killing him. But England would work hard; the last thing he wanted to hear was America telling him how old he was getting and that he shouldn't be a waiter. England moved through the bar, glad that the atmosphere was still calm. It wasn't quite Happy Hour yet, but this place would be crawling with people soon enough. He was able to spot Prussia easily.
"How long have you been here?"
Location: Bitch's Brew Bar
Rating: PG13?
Time: Day 6, Night
Description: In hopes of stealing putting together a game-plan, Gilbert invites Arthur out for drinks. Arthur cannot resist the lure of alcohol. PLOT POINT.
England was a little hesitant about meeting Prussia at the Bitch's Brew Bar. The last time he went there, he had gotten Canada in trouble, and so he'd kept himself as busy as possible to not remind himself of what had happened. But going several days without alcohol was getting to him, and so he walked into the bar now, feeling eager and even a bit happy. It had been ages since he and Prussia had gone drinking together. The scene seemed a bit nostalgic. Out of all of his drinking buddies, the former country was his favorite. They had been off and on enemies, but had a lot of common interests.
It was late afternoon, after America and England had finished their first day of work. They had been so busy learning things and his feet were killing him. But England would work hard; the last thing he wanted to hear was America telling him how old he was getting and that he shouldn't be a waiter. England moved through the bar, glad that the atmosphere was still calm. It wasn't quite Happy Hour yet, but this place would be crawling with people soon enough. He was able to spot Prussia easily.
"How long have you been here?"