Gilbert
thinks
everybody needs to get a beer and lighten the hell up! He google-searched 'emo' after listening to Alfred's music, and *man*, the word-
sure seems to apply to lots of nations he knows. Everybody needs to party and liven up.
snorts. What music was Alfred listening to? Fuck dude He'll agree to the party idea. He fucking lives for those. Well next to sleeping.
shrugs. Something with a lot of really whiny words and complaining.
scratches his chin. He likes from pop to jazz to rock to techno. But whiny? No thank you.
BUT ANYWAY Party hell yeah! Bring the booze and scantily clad women.
Gilbert
has
plenty of booze but uh...he really doesn't think Eva will go for that willingly.
knows this.That part was kinda a joke. Anyway...booze is good enough for now.
Heracles
will
hold out his hand. May he have one then?
... har har har, very funny, Gilbert. Try to convince her otherwise then, will you?
points to the refrigerator. Fetch. And Eva, he totally has a few real nice things in his closet you could wear. Maybe even keep.
Eva
wonders
what kinds of things those are? And just how decent they are, too.
grins. The point is *scantily clad*. It ain't decent, mama.
doesn't get why he wants her to be scantily clad but eh. Go ahead and try to surprise her, then.
points at Heracles. He started it. But hold on, he's going to go drag those fancy things out of his closet.
perks his ears as he hears his name but doesnt turn from grabbing beers. Evas changing into scantily clad?
rolls her eyes. She's going to follow you, just in case she eventually finds it fitting to shove you inside the closet and lock you there.
Heracles
will
also follow them with a beer in his hand, curious.
Gilbert
has
to lean way into his closet to get that stuff out of the corner. He's probably could bait for a shove. "I hid it, man...hold on."
isn't going to shove him... Yet. Now she's sort of curious. "Take your time."
flings one of those...bustier things or whatever at her. And then thigh-highs. And garters.
snorts into his drink. "I can see why." He leans up against the wall.
... stares. And stares. And then stares some more. "Why do you have that, again?"
finally emerges completely, a lacy black thong hanging from his finger. "I was a girl for a bit, duh."
cant seem to look away from that thong. "Man that brings back memories," he blurts, blushing. Prussia was a hot fucking girl.
swats him in the face with it.
Eva
is
actually trying not to laugh. "And you expect me to wear that?"
flinces, then grins. "Do it again." He looks at Eva then back at the thong and er....other clothes. "Well, they're cute." Not helpful. but-
seriously it would be kind of weird if she did agree to.
rolls her eyes. "I'm not wearing the thong you wore, Gilbert."
smacks him again. "Don't worry, it's a new one. I was a girl for awhile. I stocked up."
laughs and snatches for it, but his reflexes are shit right now so he probably wont get it. "I didn't bother. Most of the time I go-
commando anyway."
almost wishes he hadn't. "So what do I get from dressing up like that?"
's smirk wiiidens. "Oh, just a lot of compliments, I'm sure. You know how we men are."
... didn't want to hear that, Heracles.
nods and takes another sip of his beer. "Sorry. I keep forgetting not all want to. Yup lots and lots of compliments."
smiles slyly. "True gentlemen, I'm sure. Then what, you'd invite me for tea?"
chuckles. "Well if we're true gentlemen then hell yeah we would." Tea indeed.
nods. "Yeah. Naked tea."
snorts. Damn that's kind of a pretty bustier... thing, though. "Goddamn you're good. You almost convinced me."
rolls his eyes. "Damn. We'll try harder though." He looks at the bustier. "Try it on. Its almost as pretty as you."
pulls the thong back slingshot style and launches it at Eva's chest. "Try it on, tits."
isn't falling for that one, Heracles. She does smile though it's gone and replaced by a more incredulous look soon enough. "Egh fine, fine."
tried his best. He raises an eyebrow and sips again. "Really? You're gonna do it." Color him surprised.
just smirks. Score.
points towards the door. "Out. Both of you." Yeah, she's a real lady.
doesn't bother fighting her on that issue. "I was going to anyway." He shuffles out. "Come on midget leave the girl alone to change."
definitely pouts. Or fakes one, anyway. "But what if you need help gettin' into somethin'?"
laughs from out in the hallway but keeps his mouth shut. He wants to hear this one out.
shakes her head and shoves him towards the door. He's hopeless, man. "I can manage, Gilbert. I'm a girl full-time, remember? Now *go* -
or you're the one changing into this."
drags his feet, trying and failing to not laugh. "Baby, I could make that shit look sexy male *or* female." But fine, fine, he's going.
chokes on his drink, hearing that at the wrong time and laughing. He wipes his chin and cocks an eyebrow at him. "Seriously?"
Eva
will
just try not to burst out laughing before she slams the door in his face. She'll purposefully take longer than necessary in there, just so_
you know. And when she is ready and opens that door, well, damn. She should look more embarrassed, maybe? Ehh. "Scantily clad women. Good?"
nods. "Yeah, seriously. I'll show ya sometime." And yeah, he's going to stand out there and make all sorts of obnoxious, impatient noises
while she's changing. He actually has his mouth open when she opens the door; it sticks like that. What are words again? "...buh..."
looks past him and almost chokes again. Hot damn. "Better then good, damn right *hot*". He moves a little bit closer-
and can't tear his eyes away. He doesn't have the same word problems as Gilbert.
Eva
has
her hands on her hips and a tiny but smug smile on her face. How eloquent, Prussia. "Why thank you." She tilts her head slightly. "I can _
change back now, ja?" Ehrm. She might or might not seriously mean that.
disagrees with that. In fact it shouldn't be allowed. But hey that's just his opinion.
would like to reiterate. "Buh." (Internet is out here at school. Will be slow til I get home )
can't judge. He's almost drooling.
Eva
will
just humour them for a little longer, then. No harm in that, right? "I don't speak Neanderthal, boys." { take your time c: }
stands up tall and takes another sip of his drink. "well damn you're just so....damn." It's a step up. 
3 ditto)
3 ditto)
arches an eyebrow. What does that mean?
laughs and shakes his head. "It means you're rocking that outfit mighty fine." He sticks his hand in his pocket to remove even the thought-
of touching her. He's not stupid.
might break his fingers. She's not entirely sure. She offers a half smile, playful as always, to both of them. "I'm flattered."
knows this after his many dealings with women. He glances over at Gil then back to her then down at his beer. "I'm almost out. You want one?
He'll fetch drinks while he's getting his own.
can be pretty lenient with some people, so she really is not entirely sure how she would react to that, is all. She shrugs, though. "Sure."
holds his beer out towards Heracles. Have a non-verbal yes. He's busy staring, since he's *pretty* sure he never wore that outfit as well.
Eva
is
definitely amused with Gilbert's reaction. She might or might not be smirking. "Cat ate your tongue?"
blinks a few times and swallows hard. "Are you trying to crack a pussy joke?"
(...SOB i can't believe i wrote that. that was even MILD compared to what he was going to say. /n\ )
( bfhhscesgfxm /choked with laughter )
just. Stares. And that's almost a no, but messing with him is fun. "Maybe. Good to know your sense of humour is still intact."
vaguely remembers that her breasts aren't doing the talking and looks up. "Oh yeah, totally. *That* can get my tongue any day." Oh-
yeah, totally intact and totally crude. Normal.
rolls her eyes, though still looking amused as ever. "Yeah? Good to know. Now I'll just stand here and look pretty."
scoffs and hands them their beer, opening his own and slouchin on the wall. "Theres other positions you can look pretty in."
twists the top off his, smirking. "He's got a point. An awesome one."
brings the beer up to her lips but stops and smirks. "You boys and your imagination. I only agreed to trying this on."
shrugs. "Yeah try it on. I was just wondering how you'd look in it in other poses sides standing."
snickers. "Aw, but Eva. He has purely innocent intentions. Scout's honor." He doesn't know how to do that boy scout salute thing; his-
middle finger will have to work for a salute.
doesn't smile or anything, just keeps a straight face. "Purely innocent intentions."
rolls her eyes, leaning back against the doorframe. "Hm, right. What do I get from that, then?"
scratches his chin. "What do you want?" He's willing to talk terms.
can't help laughing. "Shit. Greece can give you some of West's money, since he has all of it now."
scoffs and takes another sip. "Please. I do not have that much. All of it went to helping my people. Why don't you pay her."
looks unimpressed. Time to start chugging down her beer. "I don't want you to give me money geez. Forget I said anything, hm?"
shakes his head. "He brought up the money issue. Tell what else you would like." Good going Gil.
swats at him. "Shut the fuck up, it was a joke! You're the one who took it too serious."
grunts at the swat and kicks at his shin lightly. He is wearing his boots after all. "Haha. It was so funny I forgot to laugh."
rolls her eyes. If they're going to argue, she's just going to sneak back into the room and flop down on the bed with her good friend, beer.
whacks him in the head. "GODDAMN! What the hell did I say about those fuckin' boots?! ...look, you pissed her off."
"Fuck!" He holds his head. That fucking hurt and not in the good way. "Well I didn't mean to." He turns towards the room. "Hey Eva we're not
arguing. Come on back out here. I'll keep my mouth shut." There's his apology.
isn't angry, really. But she didn't feel like standing there hearing them argue about money. She rolls her eyes and sits up to glance at _
them witth a smirk. "Don't tell me to change into this and then go off arguing, boys."
can't help it. It's in his nature. But he'll control it. Damn she looks even nicer in that outfit on the bed. He'll take another sip of-
beer and tell her this.
rolls his eyes. "Look, when you got a girl like that laid out on your bed, you *don't* tell her to come back out of the bedroom, genius."
scowls at him. "I was saying how good she looked." He pushes past him to go into the room and sit on the edge of the bed.
decidedly does *not* choke on her beer at that. Nope. But she does laugh, in the end. "'S not his bed, anyway. Good job, though."
Heracles
is
slightly buzzed. He looks at his beer. this must be stronger then the stuff he drinks. Or it could be his empty stomachleavehimalonehestipsy
can predict exactly how this situation is about to go down. He has two possibilities in mind, one of which is far more humorous than the-
other. Right now though, he's just going to lean against the doorframe and enjoy his new beer. He definitely isn't buzzed in the least.-
"Oh yeeahh, that's right. It's *mine*. Well fuck, ain't I the lucky one."
decides not to spit out the words that first come to mind since he doesn't feel like arguing. Instead he decides to chug the rest of his-
drink and get up to get another. Well, slowly get up to get another. Godamnit. "Don't do anything too crazy while I'm gone. Be right back."-
stumbles off the bed and around Gilbert to get out of the room. He almost trips but manages to get out to get another beer.
kind of stops to stare at them both. Well, she feels lucky she has not been drinking much. "Walk slowly." Since it's gonna be bad if he _
trips or something. And now she can glance over at the other one. "You look awfully smug, Gilbert."
snickers at him, resisting the urge to *help* him trip. Once he's gone, he'll move into the room and crash on that ridiculous 90s-era -
beanbag chair sitting in there. He sits on it while playing video games sometimes, shut up. "Don't I always? You're welcome to keep that-
outfit, by the way. You wear it much better than I did."
decides to just grab a few and carry them so he doesn't have to go back later. He stumbles back in the room and gently sets them down on-
the floor before sitting indian style and opening another. He looks at it and decides fuck it, and chugs half before wiping his face. "Yup."
didn't say anything, you. The furniture is actually kind of fitting for Gilbert, anyway. Her house is all old things and whatever. But er,_
regardless. Beer; she still has it. She watches Heracles return, but just shrugs. "I wouldn't know what to do with it. But thank you."
snorts into his beer. "You wear it, grams. To look sexy in. No more big white panties. Ay, Heracles, you spill shit on my floor West will
have your ass."
slows down on the chugging then. He doesn't want to risk spillage. He snorts at the panties comment. "Big white panties." He glances at her-
and raises an eyebrow. "I think you should keep it too. Every pretty lady should have at least one of what you got."
huffs and considers throwing a shoe at him. But... Naw. "Oi, I'm not that old you jerk." She pauses. "Hrm, well. Thanks. I guess so, ja?_
'Sides, some people might appreciate the new look." Oh yeah, that's her looking totally innocent. No doubt.
's brows shoot up immediately. "Detes, woman."
sips his beer. "I think they would. Well, some of them." Him being one. And at that he'll throw his empty beer and grab another. Gods-
these things were addicting. He'll drink this one slower though. He feels kinda stupid for being buzzed after only like four beers.
would feel kind of stupid if he wasn't one, probably. Well, maybe not. But hey, maybe he should slow down on the alcohol, man. And then she_
pokes her tongue out at Gilbert. "Nein."
(ah fuck throw the empty beer away not throw D: that would be messy and stupid)
's brows will disappear into his hair if they go any higher. "That a promise?" He's referring to that tongue thing, by the way.
snorts then rolls his eyes. It caught him off gaurd though and some drink goes down the wrong way. So hes gonna cough into the floor thanks.
{ ffft plurk, wry you hatin on me. }
throws Heracles a concerned look; but she was also caught off guard by Gilbert's question. If she was anyone else, she might've spluttered.-
"Dunno. D'you want it to be?"
coughs even harder into the floor, feeling like he was dying. "Holy shit." And the fact that eva said that kinda threw *him* off guard.
would pat Heracles on the back if he weren't so comfortable. "Don't die, man. You're too big to haul up the stairs." He shrugs, smirking.
"You offerin'?"
kind of nudges Heracles with her foot, wondering if he is going to be ok. "Hm, what if I am?"
finally manages to stop coughing. He narrows his eyes and smirks at Gil. "I know I'm too big for you to handle." He leans back on his arms-
to lounge and take another sip of his beer. Hopefully he doesn't choke on this sip.
kind of stares at Heracles with a faux-serious look; but deep down she's actually sort of amused. "Oh, you'd be surprised."
shrugs. "Not really. Not after last time we hung out-" He shuts up and looks away before he can say anything else. Cough.
arches an eyebrow in curiosity. "Ja? What was that?"
shifts closer to her just in case Gil decides to turn violent. "I said it's not surprising since the last time me and him hung out...we erm"
coughs and makes hand motions.
... Snickers, shifting in her seat so that she can cross one leg over the other. "Well damn
sucks the back of his teeth. "Psht. I can handle that. I can handle both of ya. But Eva, you gotta watch the nails, baby."
tilts her head slightly, instinctively holding her hand up to examine her fingernails for a moment there. "Oh boo. That's no fun, love"
shrugs again and laughs. "That's bold talk." He quirks an eyebrow at Eva. "So you use your nails? That's hot." He takes another sip. "I-
bite. But not that hard." Never that hard.
makes a noise mid-sip. "*Not that hard*? Fuck you, I had a fuckin' bite mark on my neck for a *week*! He bites hard. Trust me."
shrugs. "Depends on my mood I guess. And eh." She pulls some strands of hair behind her ear. "Kinky. Though I guess Gilbert doesn't like to_
be on the receiving end of things?" She's not even trying to crack a joke this time.
tries to figure out how to say something perverted about ends and receiving, but fails that one. "Maybe sometimes. Once in a while.-
There's just some guys you can't look at and be all 'yo, wall of muscle. You're bottom bitch tonight.' "
still snorts, regardless; it's that way Gilbert has of saying things that's sort of amusing, even when he's saying something obnoxious. She_
rolls her eyes. "Point taken. So, which one of you tops, huh?" Lady, you don't just ask these questions.
ignores the comment about his bite. Maybe if he wasn't tripping out he wouldn't have bit so hard. Quit being a bitch. "Depends. When he's a-
girl I did. I topped once when he was a man.I like to bottom but they gotta fight for it."
nods and gets up to toss his empty bottle in the trash. "Yeah. Otherwise it depends on who I'm with. West tops me. I top..uh...-
everybody else. Topped this fucker here and he had to get stitches in his head the morning after."
flops onto her back. Alright, so they're amusing and they don't throw fits about these questions. That's always good. "Well damn, _
what'd you do. 'S all cool though, you guys." She snickers. "I remember waking up as a man once~"
sits down on the end of the bed with his back to her. "Gave him what he wanted. All this awesome." He reaches over, grabs one of the-
garter straps and lets it snap back against her leg, the lower equivalent of brastrap snapping. "Aw man! I missed that. Did ya like it?"
considers kicking him off the bed before he does that. Then she just squirms and sits up, huffing. "Oi, oi watch it. That hurts man." She's_
not really complaining though, eh.
doesn't mind talking about stuff like this. In fact it's his favorite. He drags himself up and sits on the other side of Eva. "It's true."-
He shudders. "It was horrifying for me. I changed into a girl in between rounds of sex. It sucked. I mean the sex was okay but still.-
scared the shit out of me and Sadiq."
totally forgets about snapping the other garter mid-reach. Looking horrified, he rounds on Heracles. "You changed *during sex*? That's-
fuckin' crazy! Gross, man. What if it had literally happened during stuff? God, that would suck for Sadiq." The mental imagery is-
pretty funny now that he's past the disgusted part.
Eva
is
pretty much pretending she's not hearing any of this. Simply because any mental imagery would be slightly horrifying, and then she wouldn't_
be able to look at Turkey with a straight face ever again. Which is kind of a no-no. "Changing during stuff? Geez... Hm, last time it _
happened to me it happened to Roel too, though. That was amusing."
snorts, amused. "I didnt change during sex. It was after the first time and I went off to the bathroom. Then I did and screamed and he-
yelled then we fucked again." He takes another sip. "I did like being able to wear thongs and strip tease him. by the way ya'll may not-
want to touch one of his chairs." Cause he got naked on it.
straightens up a bit, keeping one leg crossed over the other now. "Too much information, man." She really doesn't want to imagine *that*.
blinks and keeps his straight face. "It was a joke." Not really but he'll try and play it off. He scratches at his foot. "what I really-
like is when he takes his mask off. I hate that damn mask." It reminds him of all the shitty times when they fought.
rolls her eyes, not quite believing him. "Riight." She pauses then, shrugging. "It's not so bad. He takes it off when we hang out at times."
Heracles
hates
that mask. He scowls. "I wish I could just break the damn thing. I like his face and seeing his eyes"
doesn't immediately reply. She is not so subtle, however, in inching slightly closer to Gilbert. "That's the last think you'll want to do."
laughs and waves his hand. "Sorry sorry don't let me be the downer." And thats the last he'll speak of it. He gets up and throws his beer-
away and trips and falls on the way back, landing on his face. "Ow." Time for more beer then.
doesn't have much to add to this. He could go get a beer, but he doesn't feel like moving. He'll just flop onto his back and yawn instead.-
And y'know, pretend like he didn't notice that and the only reason his arm lands anywhere behind her is because he stretches. "Fuckin'-
graceful."
pulls himself up and glances over. Damn only two beers left. He groans and opens one, standing up and chugging it. He waves the other-
Gil's face. "Want it?" If he doesn't he'll drink it.
holds his hand out. "Give it." Yeah, he's way too lazy to get up to get it himself.
pulls it back. "I don't know. I might want to drink it after all." Do something for it.
Eva
is
giving them weird looks. Sort of. Well, not really. And she noticed that arm, mister. She tries nudging Greece with her foot. "Give the poor
lad his beer?"
grins at him. "Yeah, man. Give a poor guy a break."
can't notice the weird looks. He's too busy getting smashed. If it was just Gil he'd laugh and drink it on principle. But he's always had-
a weakness for women. He sits back on the bed, and hands him the beer. His leg brushes against Gil.
grabs the beer. Instead of drinking it right off, he balances it on the flat middle of his stomach. "Hah. Perfect abs."
notices that and bites his lip while he tries not to stare. Damn. "Show off."
figures being a lady has its many upsides. Now she's just watching Gilbert, trying not to snicker. Without much though, she takes the bottle
though she doesn't plan to drink the beer, as much as she plans to hold it out of reach for a while. "Finders, keepers."
Gilbert
will
just lunge for it, you know. You don't a man's hard-won beer, lady. There are *rules* about this sort of thing! What's more, she totally-
interrupted his showboating! "Hey! Go get your own! ...really, go get one. Go so we can watch you leave."
laughs then nods. "We need to see how you look from the back."
arches an eyebrow but eventually returns the beer. She doesn't know these rules man, she has her own. "Hm, what if I'm too lazy to get up?"
takes a sip of his then yawns. "Well if you flippe over onto your stomach itd be the same thing." Cough.
(flipped)
latches onto his beer with a deathgrip. "Yeah, but she's smart. She wouldn't do somethin' like that with guys like us in the room."
clearly means fine, upstanding gentlemen by that.
finishes his beer but doesn't think he can make it without tripping and falling. Fine upstanding gentlemen...yeahhh...."It was worth a try."
clearly knows what he means; yeah, that's about right. Fine, upstanding gentlemen. Right. "That's because you give me reasons not to, duh."
snorts. He attempts an innocent look which won't work probably cause he's tipsy and etc. "Nauh."
snorts. "Eva's too quick to fall for our lines, man."
sighs and rubs the back of his neck."Yup." Sides the fact most women he hits on are his own people who treat sex like as natural as-
breathing. He scoots down and lays back, feet on the floor with half of him on the bed. "Too bad."
rolls her eyes, attempting but ultimately failing to kick Gilbert. "Oh well, you know. Gotta be persuasive and all. 'm not easy, ya know."
lifts his shirt to scratch at his stomach and his abs. He yawns and stretches, flashing more of what was under his shirt. He swats lazily-
at Eva's leg. "I think both of us know that. If you were we wouldn't have to be so persuasive."
glances over at him and finds herself smiling, sort of. Like she's one of those embarrassed preteens who can't stop staring, except that's_
not really the case. But you know, good looking people and all that jazz. "Well, be more persuasive, then. It's gotta work, eventually."
tilts his head back and purses his lips and blows a kiss at her. He stands up and stretches again. "Damn it's hot. Might as well take-
this shirt off." He dumps it on the floor and lays back down. He bats his eyes at her and ruffles his hair.
almost sticks her tongue out, just for the sake of it. But naw, they'd just crack another joke or something. She does grin though, if only_
because that's kind of amusing. "Smooth, Griekenland, smooth. I see you've been working out."
grins and shrugs and idly runs a finger up and down her leg. "Hey it's the way I work. Damn straight I've been working out I gotta stay-
sexy. Get all the ladies." He winks up at her and laughs.
's only just wondering how much alcohol's in their systems by this point. She stops herself from making a slightly nasty, uncalled for kind_
of comment, instead shifting which leg is crossed over which. "Hmm, the things you boys do. It's kind of cute."
isn't even buzzed at this point, surprisingly. He's kind of warm in the face, but that's about all. Pour half the beer in Germany down a-
guy's throat for a few centuries and see what kind of tolerance he builds up. He rolls his eyes. "Don't lump me in with that guy. I'm-
way smoother than that." He's just playing with the little ribbon on the bottom of the back of Eva's top, not stripping. See?
Eva
will
grant him that, at least; he's the type she'd go out drinking with, y'know. Doesn't get drunk after the first couple of beers, et cetera, _
et cetera. And she noticed that, yes; what a surprisingly innocent thing to do. "Really? I couldn't tell." Nah, she's just messing with him.
just has to migrate down a few inches to grab the strap of those panties and let it snap back. Payback.
decidedly goes red in the face. She sits up straight, attempting to bat his hand away. "Bastard."
laughs obnoxiously. "Ladies don't swear."
squints, arms crossed and everything. "Well damn." She pokes his side. "Since when, hm?"
shoves at her lightly. "Since I said. Just now."
Eva
is
pinches his cheek. "Well your word isn't law, babe."
scowls at both of them. "Excuse me I you obviously haven't been to many of my clubs. We get drunk fast and fuck or dance." The accepted-
way of life in his culture of course. He's going to half doze and just watch them now anyway until something interesting happens. It's-
easier then actually moving.
frowns and makes an indignant noise. "Cut it out, mom! ...man, you need to hit a rave if that's your thing." He'll pinch Eva's thigh without
even looking too. He could totally get more perverted, but well...it's Eva. She could dropkick his balls up into his throat if he went too
far. Maybe he'll just stick to teasing her. *Maybe.*
could do that, but in the end, it all depends on her mood. Or something like that; she's an odd one. But you know, proof of love and all _
that. She's being tolerant about his obnoxious persona though, that's something. She squirms a bit and almost, almost pinches his cheek_
again. Almost. But nah, she'll be good now. "You should go to Sensation White."
laughs. "Sensation White sounds like a gay brothel. Where all the pousti meet and hang out." He stands up, most of his buzz finally-
worn down. "I'm going to get more beer. You two want some?" He probably doesn't need to ask.
raises a hand. "Four. What's sensation whatever?"
just raises her index finger. "One will suffice. Thank you." She rolls her eyes. "An indoor dance event? Requirement is to wear white?" She_
shakes her head. "'S a Dutch thing, but I thought you knew. It's been held in Germany, too. But. Never mind, then."
shrugs. "Never been. Don't own white clothes anyway. I'd look like a fuckin' albino."
snorts and pokes his stomach. "Stop by my house some day then. Sensation Black. You'd look dashing."
nods and heads to the fridge, grabbing as many as he can. Damn things are slippery. He sets the majority down and hands them each a drink-
scoffing at the albino comment. "To be honest first time I saw you I thought you were an albino." He his and chugs.
decides to sit up to drink this one. "You fuckin' serious? Man, I don't have pink eyes and white hair! I've got pigment to my skin! Shit.
Yeah, black sounds doable. Doable like you, baby." Here, Eva, have a cheesy grin.
shrugs. "All I saw for most of my life was tan skin and dark hair. not my fault compared to me you look like a fucking ghost. Casper."
won't get into that albino topic; she doesn't want an angry Prussian here. So she'll keep herself busy with her beer. Then he_
makes her snort and hold back a laugh, though. "Is that an offer?"
flops sideways and faceplants her lap. "For sure!"
"You people are too fucking tan. Invest in sunscreen."
stretches and lays down so his head bumps against Eva's legs and Gilbert. He raises an eyebrow. "I could easily tell you to go out and-
tan." He thinks."Wait. don't do that. you'd look weird." He reaches up and plucks on one of her garters.
leans back to watch them both and their antics. Not choking on her beer seems like a good idea right about now. And petting Gilbert's hair,_
but just because it's a habit of hers. "Naw, he'd look awful with a tan. And honey, I'm not a pillow you know."
grunts something about not wanting to look like a leather handbag. The only thing that saves Eva from a thigh bite is what she
starts doing with his hair. Yeah, that gets another noise out of him. A much more pleased one.
would have thanked him for that with a knee to his jaw. Well, maybe. She's not so sure right now; but shh. She snickers though,_
mischievous grin spreading over her cheeks. "Cute, cute. D'you purr, too?"
smirks up at her. "I dont know about him but I can."
's smirk comes out a little empty though. Watching the two of them play kinda reminds him of the way he and Turkey do. coughing he stands-
and picks up his shirt. He's torn on whether he should stay or not. He coughs again. "looks like you two can handle things without me."
would have to do something obnoxious to ruin it if he knew that. As it is, he turns his head to get an eye on Greece. "What? You burned out
already?"
shrugs, feeling like an idiot for making a big deal about it. He should have just pretended like he was sleeping or slipped away. "Not-
really. Just getting a third wheel syndrome." Great now he feels like a bigger idiot. Should have just said yes. Fucking moron. He fiddles-
with the shirt.