[ Mista was used to people being overly friendly, but this certainly was a completely different thing considering the start they'd gotten. He was far too stunned to reciprocate any of that societal affection. ]
How early in the day did you start this shit? Did you get up at like, 3 am or something?
What...? No... no... I would never get up that early, sometimes that's even when I fall asleep if I've been working in the art studio.
[ he couldn't help but laugh a bit, motioning for mista to sit down and join him ]
I mean, there are obviously some things that need to be prepped but I do that the night or a few days in advance and just have things planned out. I usually end up making too much, especially now since Germany has been taking it upon himself to find other sources for his food during cordis.
[ He didn't hesitate to flop down once the man gestured for him to sit down, after settling he reached over and started picking things up one by one and sniffing them. It wasn't that he was trying to be rude, but there was way too much to choose from. ]
So you cook, you do art and you have a friend named Germany?
[ There was a bit of a whistle as he shrugged, picking up something and shoving it in his mouth. He hadn't really been paying attention to what it was, but whatever it had been it was fucking delicious. ]
And you're good at it, what the hell? Are all the country people like you?
Well yeah, we're best friends and we live together. It only made sense, you know?
[ he's not too concerned about mista sniffing about, it's just something people do right? though there's that slight tilt of the head as he thought on this ]
Mmm... I guess most of us do cook pretty well--except America, he doesn't really cook and England tries but it's usually pretty inedible. But they're not here right now, if you ever have a chance you should probably try Vietnam's food because it's amazing and Austria has a sandwich shop as well.
Not as many as before, everyone seems to be going home one by one... But of course there's a Japan, he's one of my closest friends, I'm not too close to Cameroon but he's pretty good too. Our home is a little different, so my older brother Romano is the Southern half of Italy but he's not here either.
[ go ahead mista, have your fill, he made sure to bring enough just in case of this situation ]
Hmn? Me? Well, I mean, naturally I'm stronger than an average human... We have to do a lot of actual fighting while we're growing up and establishing ourselves. But I've sort of just given up on working so hard at it because it got really exhausting and I didn't need to do it to grow anymore.
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How early in the day did you start this shit? Did you get up at like, 3 am or something?
[ This was a full spread, unbelievable. ]
I mean, thanks, but holy shit.
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[ he couldn't help but laugh a bit, motioning for mista to sit down and join him ]
I mean, there are obviously some things that need to be prepped but I do that the night or a few days in advance and just have things planned out. I usually end up making too much, especially now since Germany has been taking it upon himself to find other sources for his food during cordis.
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So you cook, you do art and you have a friend named Germany?
[ There was a bit of a whistle as he shrugged, picking up something and shoving it in his mouth. He hadn't really been paying attention to what it was, but whatever it had been it was fucking delicious. ]
And you're good at it, what the hell? Are all the country people like you?
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[ he's not too concerned about mista sniffing about, it's just something people do right? though there's that slight tilt of the head as he thought on this ]
Mmm... I guess most of us do cook pretty well--except America, he doesn't really cook and England tries but it's usually pretty inedible. But they're not here right now, if you ever have a chance you should probably try Vietnam's food because it's amazing and Austria has a sandwich shop as well.
Do you like to cook as well?
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[ Yeah, he's still just shoving food into his face. He's got to make up for lost time. Time that he missed out on eating. ]
Are you strong? Like a super human?
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[ go ahead mista, have your fill, he made sure to bring enough just in case of this situation ]
Hmn? Me? Well, I mean, naturally I'm stronger than an average human... We have to do a lot of actual fighting while we're growing up and establishing ourselves. But I've sort of just given up on working so hard at it because it got really exhausting and I didn't need to do it to grow anymore.
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So if before we actually fought, you probably would have kicked my ass, yeah? Well, maybe, I'm stronger than I look too so...