Romano: Spain and I are having a sleep over. Is that Ok.

Italy: Ohhh, Why not? Offcourse! Enjoy your stay, big brother Spain ^^

Spain: Gracias, Italy

Italy: yes. I'll be just in the kitchen =w=

Romano and Spain: ok.

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In the hallway

Italy: *walks passes at Romano's room while talking with Germany on the phone*

Romano: *in his room* uuggghhh! S-spain it kinda hurts

Italy: *pauses and waits for another voice*

Spain: *in Romano's room* Don't worry, Lovi..It will be okay. Just calm down

Italy: *runs to Romano's door and presses his side of his head wear the ear is to the door* o-o

Romano: *moans* aaaahhh! Gently goddamnit! *huffs*

Italy: *slams open the door* FRATELLO D:<

Spain: *standing, placing his hands on Romano's head*

Romano: *sits on a chair and looks at Italy*

Italy: *blinks*

Romano: My head hurts, So he decided to massage it

Spain: *nods*

Italy: *narrows eyes* hmm..I won't allow you to do something disgusting here. *close the door*

Spain: Let's make Mexico *smirks*

Romano: *blushes pervertly*