Chapter 1: You can call me Feli!
Feliciano was never much of a drinker. In fact, he was usually the sober driver on Friday nights. That was the only time Feliciano went to the bar was on Fridays. And Lovino and Antonio always got hammered on Fridays.
Feliciano was an Italian college graduate who had moved to Florida. He had reddish brown hair and an abnormal piece of hair that sticked out and curled on the left side of his head. He had amber colored eyes, and looks of girls would fall for him, but he had never been in a real relationship, since he was a little boy.
Feliciano moved to America about a year and a half ago, in search of a better future for him and his brother. After his grandfather passing away, Feliciano and Lovino couldn't stay in Italy anymore. They knew fluent English. And some Spanish because of Lovino's boyfriend Antonio was from Spain. Feliciano thought it was nice of Antonio to come with him and his brother to America.
"C'mon Feli.. It's Friday. You always come on Fridays." Antonio pestered Feliciano.
"Yeah, but its no fun.. I'm always the one who has to drive you and Lovi home." Feliciano whined.
"They just put a karaoke machine in yesterday, and the drunken fools always go and sing. That'll be fun to watch!" Antonio says eagerly.
Lovino walks into the kitchen with the two of them talking. "C'mon Antonio, it's time to get going." He says grumpily. "But your brother says he doesn't want to go." Antonio says.
"Fine. Fratello can stay here if he wants." Lovino says
"Really? I can?!" Feliciano says with excitement.
"Yeah sure, but you'll be all alone. By yourself. In this house, with no one to protect you."
That's how Feliciano ended up going to the bar. Feliciano moved through the crowd of drunken men and women. He goes to the bar up front and sits down on one of the wooden stools. The bar wasn't huge, but it was only the local bar. It was always very stuffy on Fridays.
"Hello Feli, you here with your brother and Antonio?" Asked Arthur. Arthur was a young British man who was about 25 years old. He was hired about 5 months ago by the old Scottish man who owns the pub. Feliciano just nods and sets his head on the counter top.
About 5 minutes later, Arthur sighs deeply in annoyance. "Ugh.. Not him again." Feliciano sits up and looks in the direction Arthur is looking in. He sees what Arthur's talking about now. He's talking about Alfred. Alfred was a 20 year old American boy who was always pestering Arthur. But secretly, Feliciano knew that Arthur liked it.
"Hey broha! What's up?!" The American says joyfully.
"Nothing's up, Alfred. Nothing is never up." Arthur says trying to ignore Alfred.
"Well the sky is up.. And sometimes there's air planes up there" Alfred smiles at his dumb remark.
"Haha.. Smartass.." Arthur continues to wash a beer glass while Alfred keeps pestering him.
Feliciano sighed heavily and takes a look around.
"Hey Feli, you should go try and hook up with someone. There are some pretty girls over there. You should do something else besides just sitting here and boring yourself." Alfred says reassuring.
Feliciano looks over at the girls giggling and smiling near the corner of the bar.
"Nah.. I'll be alright." Feliciano says faking a smile towards them.
"Alright dude." Alfred then continues to pester Arthur.
Ring-a-ling! Goes the bell on the door, signaling that someone has entered the bar. "KESESESE.." Is the next thing Feliciano hears after the bell. Everyone heard it. That's why there was a moment of silence. But after everyone looked towards the front door, they continued talking and drinking.
"See West?! This town isn't too bad! They have a bar! Beer!" Said an albino man with a German accent.
"Ja, I guess. And keep your voice down Gilbert! I'm right here." Said a blue-eyed, blonde haired man with his hair slicked back. He looked very fit for his age too.
"Whateva West.." He says parting from the other.
The blonde haired man heads towards the bar and sets in the stool next to Feliciano, because most of the stools are taken up the drunken fools waiting their turn to the karaoke machine.
"What can I get ya?" Arthur says with a glass ready.
"One beer please." He says to Arthur, then looking back at the albino singing into the karaoke microphone.
"Ugh.. What a dummkopf.." He mumbles to himself. Feliciano notices that he also has a German accent.
Feliciano looks at the man and smiles sweetly.
"Hi, I'm Feliciano! But you can call me Feli!"
The man looks towards Feliciano and awkwardly smiles back at the Italian.
"Hallo, I'm Ludwig."
