Now I think about it, building a fake waterfall is so pretentious ... but then again, thuringia was home to a shitton of poets. What do we even expect.
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Ship: Abeda
Human AU/Mafia AU
Buy Me a Coffee
âI wonder how many litres of water go down hereâ Abel said, looking down the small waterfall.
âI am pretty sure it said it somewhereâ Frida replied, looking down as well. âBut I canât be assed to look it up now. I would have to snail downstairs and then ââ
âSnail? Snail downstairs?â Abel laughed and Frida grinned:
âYes, snail! It is the perfect verb for when you have to go down the slippy stairs!â
âSnail is not a verb.â
âWell it is now, you killjoke. German, language of the thinkers and poets!â the Thuringian gave back. âTwo of the most important poets were actually from my state sooo ⊠I bet Goethe would have approved.â
âActually, Goethe was hessianâ he gave back. âAnd Schiller was Bade or Swabian or I canât be assed to remember it right. Baden-WĂŒrttemberger.â
She squinted at the hessian: âWell, is it called Hessian Classic or Badener Classic or Swabian Classic? Stop being jealous just because you have been born in a lame state.â
âAt least I am no Ossi.â
âArroganter Wessi Sack.â
He laughed, it was a laugh coming from deep inside his throat and she grinned.
âAt least I am working for an agency that does her jobâ Abel said and she stared at him with an open mouth before grabbing his arm:
âIs Mister BND getting on his high horse here? In front of the V-Lady? Thatâs how my boyfriend treats me? Have you also ever wondered how high the waterfall is?â
âAre you implying you want to throw me down there?â
He grabbed her at her waist and lifted her up: âCould you even lift me?â
She laughed and hit him gently on the shoulder, causing him to let her down.
âYou and your impressive muscles win this roundâ she giggled and he joined, both just laughing for the next few seconds.
âWell then, young lady, what do you think of snailing downstairs and then finding a nice cafĂ©?â
âOh, my dearest sir, that sounds like such a lovely idea!â