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Thank you so much for being such a splendid Portugal, my dear. You will be missed. Good luck as you start another fresh new term at University! Don't get too busy, you hear? ; )
jardim
As he pulled up to the Portuguese man's house with his dusty yet well- maintained garden equipment, Netherlands took a deep breath as he surveyed the landscape. It was not horrid by an ordinary person's standards, however, the Dutchman was no ordinary person, at least when it came to gardening. The blond looked at the note he received from Portugal about needing a little help with his yard. A little help? The last time he was here, it was dark so he could not see in intricate detail the work that lay ahead of them. And it was not going to be an easy task.
Pulling himself from his vehicle, he slowly walked the short distance to the front door, only to see the other man was already outside on the side of his home. "Hey, man, well, dragged my ass here to fix your shit. Better get going now, it's gonna take forever."
☭
If pride could be set aside.
If walls could drop.
It would be as easy as breathing.
☏ ((couldn't resist))
☏ Drunk voice:
Luíssssss Feh-NAN-Dooooo jjzzzeeeh Cas-tro! Your name has only one more letter than mine. True shit. I shall recite! "Free me from these thoughts long forgotten down below, take these angel's words give them life to carry on, carry on, carry on, free me from these chains"...ah...hell. Luís. I am sorry. I did not wanna leave. DIDN'T WANNA. I swear. I wanted to...ah...fuck it, neverfuggin...-click-
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*Why must you give a man a gift ever year after he's lived for so long? Granted, Portugal rarely does so, but he had been getting along with the Dutchman recently and bringing him something for his birthday seemed appropriate. It wasn't anything of note: a card, a pack of cigarettes for the ones he'd taken from him, a bottle of wine and a small but beautifully crafted pipe. With a firm knock, he leaves his offering at the door and leaves.*
*pokes head out to find such presents on his porch*
What the -?
*bends down to gather everything, looking the pipe for a moment, admiring its beauty and placing it gingerly in his mouth. As he laid everything on his counter, he reads the card and smiles, shaking his head.*
It'd be nice if you gave them to me yourself so I could thank you, you bastard.
*but he knew the other man better than that-that was not likely to happen, so he would remember to say something later. Perhaps*
