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"Lame...? What do you mean by lame?" Russia was obviously confused as to what was about to happen.
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Ivan simply laughed. "Ways to get everyone to be happy... but it wasn't panning out too well..."
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"No, I mean to be happy forever... not temporary..." he sighed and put his head down on the bar. "But it's impossible to do"
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"Exactly why I had so much frustration..." he sighed heavily. "See?"
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Ivan was silent for a while. "Alfred... When did you get so smart...? Not to sound mean... just... How could I not have thought about that....?"
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"You did indeed help me Alfred..." He smiled and sat back up. "Thank you so much...." He passed the soda back to America and ordered one for himself.
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"Just a little bit..." He laughed softly an took a sip of the soda when he got it. "It doesn't start a fire in my throat."
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"It burns always. No matter how much you drink it." He shrugged and drank more soda/
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The blonde hums curiously "That sounds like absolute torrrtuureee." He splays his arms out on the bar counter "Hoorrriiiiiiible." |
He shrugged "It's what I need a lot of the time though. It works out perfectly for me..." He sighed at the bitter truth
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"The pain... on occasion... it feels good..." He said before he could stop himself.
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"The pain of the burn makes me feel better most of the time..." He shrugged. "It's whatever"
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"Yeah... my rather painful coping method..." He trailed off and drank more soda.
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