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And So It Goes (Hetalia AmeLiet)Alfred stepped out of the building.And So It Goes (Hetalia AmeLiet) by wildleafcat22
He kept walking to his car.
Everyone’s voices were muffled, mumbled, for once he wasn't focused.
He kept quiet; causing Arthur, Francis, and Matthew to look up.
He was over the Great Depression.
And all the wars over the years.
He felt better.
It’s been years, he should feel better again.
The perfect country he use to be like he was during the 1920s.
Hyper, loud, life of the party.
He sat into his car.
He turned the ignition on and the started the radio.
He pressed his foot to the gas, the car slowly creeping out of the parking lot.
A piano was heard; Alfred instantly knew it was a Billy Joel song.
What had happened next was odd, the song hit him, hard. He loved music but rarely did it ever make him cry. He slowly pulled the car over into a safe spot near a park. He gripped his blond hair, he slid his glasses off from his teary eyes, he rested his head on the wheel, sobbing.
He knew exactly what was wrong suddenly, why that old feeling of
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Light (EstLiet)The Baltics’ shared bed was strangely silent, tonight. There was no crying, no shifting positions, no attempted conversation. Because Latvia, the one who made the most noise, was gone. Sent to the minimally-heated basement for the night.Light (EstLiet) by bookworm555
Lithuania tried to calm his stomach, but it didn’t work. Eventually, he settled on ignoring it in favor of getting his breathing under control. But despite the fact that he could relax his breath easily, he was far from that state. He didn’t do anything wrong! The brunet caught the sob in his throat, desperate to stay silent. I can’t let this affect me. I need to stay strong. For Eduard’s sake. He turned his head, making sure the younger boy was okay. The blond was silent, his body turned to the opposite direction.
Lithuania’s heart broke for Estonia. He knew that the boy was with Latvia when Russia dragged him off, and he knew he was mentally beating himself up for it. “It’s not your fault,
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Hello I am Dawn. My real name is Meagan, Meg for short. I've been on Deviantart for some time now but I don't really update that much. I adore Hetalia, Daft Punk, bunnies, cereal, language, and poetry. I'm a nice introvert who's always willing to give advice. Drawing helps me and is generally a hobby of mine, I'm trying to develop my styles more now. I adore writing and it comes very natural to me. I'm a faithful yet nonjudgmental Christian, I'm very friendly and open minded so don't worry. I've been in a wonderful relationship for two years now, the person I'm with is amazing and I love him so much.
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