Ugh...what happened while I was dead?
BS: Well uh...Spain went out and bought you some clothes...
Antonio Carriedo has logged in.
OMG LOVI I GOT YOU SOME NEW CLOTHES~!'
WHAT THE HOLY FUCK IS THAT! NO I'M NOT WEARING THAT YOU...FREAK I HATE YOU.
BS: It'snotnicetocallasexyguyafreak.
Whut?
Hmmm?
BS: Nothing.
Eliana:
Okay, so originally, I was going to make Spain wear a dress, too. But then I thought, 'Hey, why not torment poor Romano a little bit more?', and decided that I'd just dare the little Italian to go shopping with Spain to look for wedding dresses. I mean, why not? You guys are engaged, crazy, and bored enough to make a blog. So, Spain now gets to force Romano to try on dresses, and then get's to coo at him about how adorable he looks. Plus, random fangirls get to imagine this fluffy scenario in their screwed up imaginations, and then laugh their asses off when they imagine Roma-kun here in a wedding dress. It's a win/win for everyone, right? (Romano... don't answer that. We all know that you would make the perfect blushing bride, and you arguing th matter only proves it.) Bye! *hands out virtual happiness to everyone* Yes, that is possible.
Why is everyone obsessing over our fucking relationship? I mean, look at Romania and that stick bastard Bulgaria! Pick on them! -_-
BS: I dunno. I think it's fine.
Si! It's not hurting anyone.
It's hurting... :'( ...me.
BS: ANYWAYS... *COUGHANSWERTHEBLOGCOUGH*
Oh, right. NO, IT IS NOT A WIN/WIN SITUATION. IT'S ACTUALLY A WIN/WIN/LOSE SITUATION, ME AS THE LOSING SIDE.
BS: LOL
LOL
-_-'
BS: Oh wait, she said that Romano couldn't answer that. Lol. Sorry.