Chapter 1: World Meeting (Spain)
As I walked into the World Conference Room, I immediately knew something was off. I glanced around the room, everyone seemed to already be here. Everyone, that is, except Lovino. It was unlike him not to come to a meeting, even if he loathed doing so.I hadn't see the firey Italian in several day, now that I thought about it. Once that thought crossed my mind, I begin to wonder what could be wrong.. I spot his younger brother across the room with his German companion, and step cautiously over to the duo.
"Hola Feliciano, may I speak with you for a moment?" The cheerful Italian looks up at me and nods. We step outside the room for privacy and he stares at me questionably.
"Is something the matter, fratello?" He asks, concern plastered on his usually gentle features.
"Actually, that's what I was wondering. Where's Lovi today?" He blinks, and tilts his head ever so slightly, uncertainty clear in his voice when he speaks.
"Lovi's not here? I thought he would be with you.." He looks down for a moment, before bursting out in horror. "Oh no, what is something terrible happened to him!"
I shush the panicked Italian and try to clear my head.
"No, I'm sure he would have found a way to contact us if need be." Feli sighs, slightly relieved, knowing my words are true of his brother.
Before we can continue the discussion any further, America pokes his head out of the doorway.
"Yo, dudes! The meeting's starting, so get in here!" We shrugged and followed instructions without protest. As I take my seat next to Romano's empty chair, I can't help but glance at the place where he should be and go through scenarios he could have gotten himself into.
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