Next chapter, this one was more difficult to put together mostly because I kept laughing I don't know why XD, I hope you like it!
The performance had sadly eventually reached an end. That made Argentina think of how much he had always wanted to learn how to play, but he never seemed to find a tutor he could actually get along with. And time was always an issue.
He looked toward the door and saw about ¾ of the room leaving, considering that there was only about 20 people to begin with, the room suddenly fell quiet. The last person to leave the room was Bosnia, still humming.
Argentina having OCD had to clean up, the mess his brother made. He made my way to the back of the bar to fetch a tray and pick up the endless glasses. Then the thought had just occurred to him was he was not alone. For Austria was still in the room, simply moving the piano to the back. Argentina then took the tray and trudged over to the counter.
BAM.
He slipped on some spilled beer, and fell along with the glass everywhere.
He felt pain sharpen in his hand; a triangular piece of glass was in it.
He held back tears although they were on their verge. He let out whimper.
He then felt the body heat of someone else, some one more dominate than him.
"Are you okay?" a voice said the volume level about two stages higher than a whisper, and you could feel the hoarse heat on his neck, like a violation.
He turned and saw it was Austria, and Argentina could swear he heart beat was audible. He tried to look down and away to avoid as much eye contact as possible.
He started blushing furiously, and this made him even angrier, what was he doing? He got up in a rush, obviously trying to avoid any glass on the floor, he turned to leave, when a hand grabbed his, and then in his most tempting voice Austria said "Don't leave"
Ohoho. ;D Finally put your OC in Tihana.