[[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/936745.html?thread=70936617#t70936617)]]
It'd taken a few wrong turns, but he finally arrived in front of the door that read M17. It was unusually quiet for a summit type meeting so either no one had arrived yet, or they'd given him the wrong information for the meeting. He'd be very upset if it were the latter. But visiting Germany in the past had been fun, lively to say the least.
No one was waiting outside to greet him, so he turned the doorknob, only to find Germany sitting on his bed, the rest of the room empty. The smile he offered had all the makings of a real and proper smile, but as usual, there was an odd sort of soulless quality to it that was difficult to describe.
"Good evening Germany. None of the others are here yet? That's too bad."
Re: M17
It'd taken a few wrong turns, but he finally arrived in front of the door that read M17. It was unusually quiet for a summit type meeting so either no one had arrived yet, or they'd given him the wrong information for the meeting. He'd be very upset if it were the latter. But visiting Germany in the past had been fun, lively to say the least.
No one was waiting outside to greet him, so he turned the doorknob, only to find Germany sitting on his bed, the rest of the room empty. The smile he offered had all the makings of a real and proper smile, but as usual, there was an odd sort of soulless quality to it that was difficult to describe.
"Good evening Germany. None of the others are here yet? That's too bad."