In the end, the only people who had ended up coming to the bar with England, France and Oliver were America, Italy, Germany (Due to Italy's insisting), Russia, Prussia, Hungary, and Romano ("To make sure that bastard doesn't defile my brother!").
In the few short hours that they were there, France had gotten Oliver to take a sip, a very small one, but still, of wine and beer, but Oliver had scrunched up his nose in disgust at both, claiming to not enjoy the taste. But, not wanting to offend the others, he showered them with apologizes, and took another small sip of the horrid drinks. But he stopped there, watching as everybody got drunker and rowdier. Watching in astonishment as Italy and Germany started to make out, he thought about the doubles back at his home.
Wow... I can't believe those two are actually kissing! If they ever did back at home... I'm sure there would be a lot of blood involved...
Hahahaha! England is funny when he is drunk! But he is cursing way too much. He owes me... $200? Yes- no wait, now it's $205...
Romano is actually trying to stay away from Spain? You've got to be kidding me! This Spain is clinging- oh... he's kissing his neck and- *gasp* What a vulgar thing to do in public! Pulling on someone's curl, ugh...!
Wow, Russia sure is scary... I kind of miss Nicholas now, what with his cute smile and lovely Sunflowers... too bad he's allergic to them, poor boy...
Oh my... F-France is...he's kissing England and oh... he slapped him..
He watched as a outrageously drunk England slapped away France and stormed off, Hungary watching and grabbing his arm, insisting to drive him home. As Oliver looked around, England, France, Prussia, and Hungary were the only ones left. France wasn't as drunk as the others, and wanted to stay longer, but Hungary drove everyone else home. Oliver sipped on his soda water as he looked over at France.
"Vous know...I have a secret." France or not, he was drunk now.
"Hmm?" Oliver did love a good secret...
"I 'ave been keeping it for as long as I can remember..."