Eleventh duel: Prussia (Gilbert Beilschmidt)
FRIENDS: come over every couple of months for a sleepover
BEST FRIENDS: are your weekend boarders
"-and he kicked me out," said Gilbert with dissatisfied look, crossing his arm. [name] doesn't look amazed as she stood in front of her door, preventing the Prussian from entering."Sooooo...you put oil in your Mr. Beilschmidt's beer?" She asked. Gilbert flashed his infamous grin. "I am expecting my friends to come over, you know?" "What? Those fakers? I saw them at Francis's house just now." [name] quickly interpreted what Gilbert just said. Girls and Francis. Yup. They won't be coming here, their back will be sore from the 'activities'.
"Fine." She stepped beside and the albino rushed inside, heading towards the kitchen to get some beer that you secretly keep for him. [name] sighed, 'Another weekend...' She was about to follow Gilbert when she suddenly realized something and she hit the Prussian head.
"WHY THE HELL DID YOU PUT OIL IN HIS BEER EVERY SATURDAY?"
Prussia again! Cause he is awesome! Okay I started to think why that line isn't cliche yet...
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