As you can see I've not been neglecting you for no good reason but, well. I've got something for you

You say my place...

you need to hide your dirty magazines better

I'll be five minutes.

what, have I offended America's puritan sensibilities?

Non, the pages are just too sticky for them to be enjoyable.

alright. I'm at the door, let me in.

fine, whatever, just throw them out if it's such a bother

Very well so. Last night I was a bit busy, sorry for missing out from the invite but

...You're here alone, right?

...at the house or in the city?

right now.

Oui. Should I get backup? Because you know how Amerique hates to be considered backup.

No, no I'm hoping he's not here. Actually.

[[takes hold of his face and kisses France, pushing him up against the nearest wall, maybe the door]]

[[only hesistates for a moment because, lol, this is all normal. Hands on England's lowerback to pull him closer and hold him there]]

[[Lingers for a moment more, pulling back with with a soft scowl]] Hopefully you enjoyed the... opening festivities.

Depends what they're leading to... [[he thinks you mean the kiss, Angly... And smirks like the cat that got the cream]]

[[What, he can't mean both?]] what with all the... better tongue and. I thought the segment with the parachuting was also nice

[[still holding England's face, leans in to kiss him again]] Stop trying to get me to cheat.