Germany X Fem! Italy
Germany woke up rolled over and looked at his alarm clock it was 5:00am. He stretched and rolled over the other way to look out the window, it was still dark so he closed his eyes again and his hand touched something. Half awake he wonder what it was he touched it again it was warm and soft he wondered what it was he squeezed it, it squishy but firm at the same time and some how addicting. Germany squeezed it again only to hear a muffled noise he paused then did it again... He hear a noise again it was a little louder and then something moved then to him. He sat up quickly and knew it was that dummkoft Italy...
Italy! Vhat die hell are you doing in bed again?! A frustrated Germany yelled and threw off the sheets only to find...
A half naked petite red headed woman in a loose tank top and shorts sleeping next to him!
Germany blushed and covered the sleeping woman and out of bed. He stood and stared at the bed, the woman turn over towards him exposing more of her breast he flinched turned around and blushed redder.
Vhat die hell is going on? Who is this woman? Germany said. I don't remember bring home a woman last night, I remember going to get some beer night with bruder and carrying him home since he was to drunk to walk then leaving him on the couch and going to bed. Did I do something while I vas drunk? No I couldn't of he thought and massaged the space between his eyebrows feeling a migraine coming on. Dammit! He yelled.
Suddenly he heard movement and turned around to the girl. She sat up stretched and yawned her red hair fell messy down her back and on her shoulders her tank top was very low and barley covered her big chest and she turned to him smiling stupidly.
Good morning Germany! Is it time for breakfast yet? The girl said.