hold on to the world
Althea. Philippines. Hatsall. INTJ. Multifandom. Writer. Student. Real.

The way I sleep, this bed just can't be made. I pull the covers up around my head. Now when I think of me, I think of somebody else instead. As if it wasn't hard enough.

Italy: Germany?
[knocking]
Italy: Do you wanna boil some pasta?
Italy: Come on let's go and train
Italy: I never see you anymore, come out the door
Italy: It's like you've gone away
Italy: We used to be great allies, and now we're not
Italy: Is this 'cause I surrendered too?
Italy: Do you wanna boil some pasta?
Italy: It doesn't have to be just pasta.
Germany: Go away, Italy.
Italy: Okay, bye...
[knocking]
Italy: Do you wanna boil some pasta?
Italy: Or train again around the lawn?
Italy: Let's go, I think some company is overdue
Italy: I've started talking to the portraits I have drawn
Italy: (Hang in there, Japan!)
Italy: It gets a little lonely, all these empty rooms, just watching the hours tick by
[tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock]
[knocking]
Italy: Ludwig, please, I know you're in there
Italy: Kiku had just surrendered too
Italy: He's really badly hurt, just like us two
Italy: As Italy, I'll tell you, we're Nations
Italy: We all forgive each other
Italy: But we don't forget
Italy: Now we're all together, do you wanna boil some pasta?