My Roommate is shy:
It was far to late to call it a 'house warming' so Feliciano just called it a house cooling party. Ludwig was against it either way (not that it mattered), although he did clarify how the Italian's theory made no sense.
Roderick and Feliciano were busying themselves in the kitchen making something no doubt German and Italian influenced. Gilbert, Mathias and Elizaveta were in the living area, sharing beers and stories. Even Kiku, the Japanese man Ludwig befriended in pharmacy school showed up. None of which noticed the small woman creeping silently into the house. The only reason Ludwig noticed was because he was close to the front door.
An'na gave the room one big glance over before mouthing an apology to Ludwig and running, albeit silently, upstairs.
It wasn't as if he told her she couldn't be there. He'd only informed her that he would have guess, it was her idea to not be around when that they came. But he watched her go anyway, not wanting to intrude on her wish to alone.
Ludwig wandered back into the living room where Feliciano had just entered, drying his hands on his apron.
"Hey Luddy, where's your flat mate?" Mathias asked. Gilbert and Feliciano laughed, Elizaveta looked confused, as did Roderick and Kiku.
Ludwig was going to say something but the Italian beat him to it. "Oh she is here! Ciao bella!" he was waving enthusiastically at the entryway.
Ludwig turned around quickly to see An'na standing almost paralyzed, holding a car charger in her hands. Her cheeks and ears a deep red despite her brown skin, eyes wide with subtle panic.
"A girl?" Elizaveta finally broke the tense silence, stepping forward to get a better look, "Well, it's nice to meet you. Are you staying?"
An'na fidgeted with her charger for a moment before meeting the Hungarian's gaze. "No, I'm meeting someone. But it was nice meeting you all." her words were rush and she was out of the door before anyone could properly introduce themselves.
Ludwig watched her go for the second time today, feeling a bit guilty that Elizaveta had done what he should have in the first place.
A/N: I love - thing! Make's me feel like an important writer! Anyways, I have a bit of a fic challenge for anyone who is interested. Well, it's not really a challenge so much as I would like somebody to write a fic about this! I have it under the title 'German POW'. Check it out for more details!
Ciao!
-CeCe ~.^