(Romano)
(Spain)
The hell is this man's problem?? (Oo straight in there) antonio won't leave me the fuck alone, it's painful! (Um, mc fucking 'cuse me) if this mother fucker comes to my door one more time I'm going to loose it. I'm sure he knows I've divorced him (you don't let me forget it) and if he doesn't, I think he should have got the hint that I don't want to be his fucking valentine! (HAHAHAHA YOU WERE HARASSING AUSTRIA ABOUT BEING YOUR VALENTINE???? THATS HILARIOUS!)
The thing is, it's not like I hate the guy (thanks) , but I just don't do valentines day. Its just wayyy to stressful and it plainly makes me feel really uncomfortable. I dont know why, it just does. To be completely honest, I've never actually gone on a date on valentines for that reason. I'm used to just treating the 14th like its any other day. However, this bitch is being hella persistent and its really getting on my nerves. And by nerves, I mean I'm terrified. (I mean, you do have a way of frightening your dates) (shut up) I think if he asks again I'll cave and just go with him.
I just don't resonate with this lovey romancey crap, and that's not my fault! Honestly, I think I can tolerate a free meal but I think I'd kill myself if he asked to do anything intimate with me, wich I don't see happening. I don't know why, but I just don't do sex or romance or anything like that. I have just never liked it, wich sounds really weird as I'm writing this. (It's not weird at all, you poor thing) ("poor thing") I guess I'm just going to man up with this shit. He might not even ask again, hopefully. I dont know.
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"Soooo did you ask him again?" Romano asked.
"Yupp, I did. And he's right, he 'caved'" I took a drink of wine.
"Aw you sound really upset about that." He mocked me.
"Shut up! I'm not!" I Laughed, wich he returned.
"And did you two get it on in the end?"
"Yeah."
Romano shrugged "I suppose people's actions don't reflect how they truly feel"