I'm so sorry that it's taken me FOREVER to post this, but shit happens and I've been really busy out in the real world. Warning, drug use is mentioned in this chapter.
Don't own, so don't trip
The world swerved. Every sound felt intense and everything felt better. He sat outside one of the clubs he frequented with his head in between his legs. The feeling was too powerful this time and he needed a bit to cool off before he went back in there. He didn't want to have his civilians scared if he passes out in the middle of a club.
This is what his life revolved around. He loved the clubs, he did and maybe it was all the sparkles or the glow sticks or even the music that might have first drawn him in, but he knew the really reason why he stayed: sweet, sweet Adam and Eve*.
"So you're here again?" Fuck. Germany groined at that voice. He didn't need this tonight. No, because it had been painfully hard today, so he just wanted a good distraction.
"Am I not allowed to have some fun with my own people," He asked, "Why don't you take your meddling somewhere else Lovino, maybe give it to someone that actually gives a fuck?"
He frowned, but he still kept coming at him. "I know it's hard for you to move one, but you have to get your shit together," The little Italian man was making his head swell, "Please, if not for you, then for my brother! You know how unstable he's been. If you can just-"
"You're brother brought this on himself with every lie he wove," Germany clutched his hair tightly, "He could have told us from the beginning! It would have made a difference, I know it would have!"
"I know it would have, but that doesn't mean that you have to waste the rest of your life hating the world for what happened," Romano looked desperate, like he was really worried.
"Why don't you just drop this," He could feel his head beat, "I've got a normal, functioning life during the day, so why don't you just give me the pleasure of ruining my life during the night? It's not like I'm hurting others, so this should be fine."
Suddenly, all he could see were a pair of worried green eyes. "Ludwig, please," he turned his head away, "Think of your people! This isn't good for them!"
He shot up quickly. "You should know all about that wouldn't you Mr. Mafia," Germany knew that he should probably listen to the little voice in his head telling him to sit down or he was going to be sick all over the curve he once sat on, "Do me a favor and fuck off, ja? Your meddling isn't needed or wanted!"
He didn't watch him walk away, but Germany knew that this was the breaking point. As he dragged himself home, he wondered how long he could keep the night to himself.
*For those of you who don't know, Adam and Eve is Ecstasy, a popular club drug.
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