My Roommate is Aware:

Both An'na and Feliciano groaned and dropped their shoulders rather dramatically. Ludwig pointedly ignored the theatrics and kept on the path they had been walking down. If it were up to the two of them, they would have been out here hours later, when all of the good spots were taken. Naturally, Ludwig took it upon himself to organize his group.

"It's so early," the Italian complained. He started to drag his feet along the sidewalk, letting the lawn chair on his shoulder droop a little.

"Do you want to be able to see the parade or not?" Ludwig asked, to which he received a defeated sigh. Up ahead, Elizaveta was flagging them down. She and Gilbert had already set up a place for them on the corner of the best parade route.

When they reached the corner, Ludwig gave An'na her chair, which he'd been carrying for her, and they set, up camp. Feliciano was suddenly struck with both energy and speed as he hurried to fix his chair. In no times, the Italian was settled in and drifting off to sleep. They had another hour or so before the actual carnival started.

"Did you know that in America, they call it Mardi Gras? It's a really big deal." Elizaveta said as they people started to fill in the streets.

An'na leaned forward, partly snuggled in a fleece blanket up to her chin, and looked down towards her, "I know. Oh, did I tell you guys there is this internship thing at my job where you can study in America?"

"Are you going?" Elizaveta asked.

An'na shrugged, sitting back in her seat between Ludwig and his brother. "They offered to me, but I haven't given them an answer yet."

Gilbert reached in the cooler, taking one of the fruit cups that the Hungarian had packed for them, "Americans just copy what other awesome countries have done. But speaking of traveling, why didn't go see Felicia?"

The question was directed towards his brother, whose eyes immediately glanced towards his roommate. An'na was looking at him curiously.

"You were going to visit Feli?" she asked him and for the first time, Ludwig wasn't sure if he wanted to answer that question.

Fingers gripped the handle of his chair and he mentally cursed his brother for bring it up, "Now is not the time to discuss such things," Ludwig responded, more forceful than he realized. His brain anxiously tried to piece together a way to phrase a response without giving much away.

"Wait," Gilbert started with a mouth fully of syrup covered fruit cocktail, "Luddy didn't tell you? I told him to ask your opinion."

An'na furrowed her brows, directing her attention to his brother, "My opinion? I'm confused."

"I didn't need it," Ludwig said through gritted teeth, "I can handle this myself so let it go."

Gilbert grunted in disbelieve and ate a spoonful of fruit. "Ja and that's why you went to that pansy Roderick instead of taking my awesome advice. West here was supposed to confess his love for Fel—"

"Gilbert," Ludwig warned but by then it was too late.

An'na was tilting her head his way, her expression unreadable, "You like her?"

The question was innocent enough, but for some reason his heartbeat quickened and Ludwig hesitated in responding. He had a sneaking suspicion that his face was turning red, and it wasn't because of the mid-March air.

He thought she knew, so why was An'na acting so surprised? Why was she frowning? It was subtle but he noticed. Her brown eyes suddenly lacked the glow that they held just a few minutes ago. They stared in thick silence despite the growing crowd and excitement going on around them.

Gilbert's signature laugh cut through, "You really didn't know? West has had a crush on her for years."

The statement didn't draw An'na's gaze away immediately. She twisted her lip. "No, I didn't" a smile of sorts slowly graced her face as she turned towards his brother. "I guess I miss the obvious sometimes."

The first carnival float was making its way down the street and the conversation shifted towards that, much to Ludwig's relief. Gilbert and An'na both stood. She reached over him to wake up Feliciano, instructing him to get his bag ready for whatever they were throwing this year. Ludwig didn't move, noting the sudden distance he felt from the woman who stood right next to him. One might say it was his imagination, but he was sure An'na took extra care not to touch him when she reached to wake up the sleeping Italian.

A movement to his right drew his gaze from the ground. Elizaveta was still sitting as well, waving her phone at him. She pointed to it and then to him. Ludwig took the hint, reaching into his pocket to retrieve his cell. It vibrated once, indicating that he had a message.

I think we need to talk. It read and Ludwig glanced at his brother's girlfriend who was now standing. She inclined her head making sure that'd he'd seen the message she sent him, and then turned back just as the float passed in front of them.

A/N: It's finally happened; she knows! What drama will unfold next time? Okay, dramatics aside, I have news! This girl right here will be moving! Where, you ask? I tried to give you guys a hint like two chapters ago. I am moving to good ol' Liverpool, England! Seriously, CeCe? Seriously guys! Okay, I'm not actually moving moving, I'm going there for school! In honor of me leaving my awesome hometown, I snuck New Orléans into this chapter! Muahahaha!

-CeCe ^_^