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thenewladyliberty · 9 years
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Heavy Hits from the Depression|Alfred and Amelia
The walk home from the diner was miserable. There was a terrible rain storm hitting the area right when Amelia had gotten out of work. She had nothing but her heels and uniform to keep her covered. She thought about buying a newspaper to keep her head dry but that costed money and wasn't worked into her budget list despite the kind tips she had received from young and old men alike. Her charm helped a great deal... Along with her unbuttoned uniform, but in order to stay hired at that diner you had to take in good costumer reviews. Her body struggled to walk along the sidewalks due to the new idea she had adopted. If you can survive without food there's no need to eat it. Especially with money so tight and Christmas coming up, the depression was causing a lot of financial issues in the Jones household. Not only would her own government give her a job, Alfred wasn't even getting paid as much as he should have been. It want something that she liked to think about. Her brother being worked to the bone was enough to make her blood boil. Hoover was being an asshole about sparing some money to them too. Amelia let out a small sigh, listening to the heavy patters of rain drops on her house's street. For the neighborhood she lived in, the majority of her money went to paying the bills. By that time she had just enough for food, but instead she had focused her money on a gift for Alfred that upcoming Christmas... and gifts for Alice... Her eyes settled on her house. It had been a good three hour walk that Amelia endured. She lied to her brother so he wouldn't waste his money on his car. It was selfish to make Alfred go such a long way to get her. With a small hope that he wasn't home, the eighteen year old walked into the door, kicking her ruined shoes off by the staircase. More money to waste on new shoes. Maybe she could patch them up. Her dress clung onto her body and the more she tried to wiggle herself out of it the more it refused to slip off. She gave up on the uniform and walked into the kitchen to see if they had any coffee. She couldn't sleep because she had to stay up and fill out all the paperwork sitting on her desk. For a woman who wasn't allowed any say about her country, she got the small liberty of filling out stacks of papers monthly. There was a loud bang which only made her groan. Alfred was home.
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Toris didn’t usually go to restaurants on his own. But tonight was a slow night, and he had nothing else to really do, and no actual food sat in his fridge at home. Instead of doing the practical thing and going to the grocery store, Toris felt the need to treat himself. And so here he was, being seated at a restaurant when suddenly, out of nowhere, he heard a whisper of his name. The man jumped, and looked around, before his eyes fell on a familiar face, and his brows drew together in question, hoping the waiter who had been leading him to a table wouldn’t be too upset at this pause in their little walk. “I’m sorry?” Toris whispered back to the familiar face, “Did you say something?”
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herobxrger · 9 years
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Dear Mr. Jones...
                        Welcome to Gakuen Hetalia
Alfred F. Jones is nineteen years old and is a freshman. His current major is undecided.
Alfred has never been good with school. It isn’t for lack of trying or skill, but instead he has trouble reading and writing due to his dyslexia. The teachers could tell that he was smart, since he tried very hard to get good marks, but often had trouble getting him to do well on assignments and tests, which sometimes caused him to need extra assistance. One thing he excelled with was physical activity, and his outgoing and friendly nature allowed him to have many friends. Another thing he was fond of was his ability to use sign language, which he had to learn due to his father’s partial deafness, and has decided that if he stays in college he wants to major in that field. However, since his grades are poor and he is there on student loans, Alfred has been looking at transferring to the American Army, but he hasn’t fully decided if he can put his mother and siblings through that since it was because of the army and the war in Iraq that his dad became deaf in the first place.
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ewe-nique-kiwi-blog · 9 years
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I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better
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herobxrger || continued from here
[text: Alfie] I’m fine, just don’t send any fireworks and I’ll stay that way.
[text: Alfie] Well, I’m glad you got the gift! Did you like it?
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thenewladyliberty · 9 years
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The ringing was like a repeating echo. Amelia shut her eyes for a moment. She had been walking home from one of the parties that an upperclassman had thrown. During the party, the blonde accidentally hit her head on the cement due to a nasty fall. A few people had asked if she needed any help or if they should take her to see someone, but the American declined. Just a small headache.
The longer it took her to get to her dorm the more confused she became with directions. She remembered how Alfred’s dorm was closer. 
On a whim the girl sneaked into the boy’s dormitory. His door was only a few feet away now. The girl could only hope his roommate wasn’t around. “Al?” she mumbled and leaned her body on the door before she slid down to sit on the ground. Her hand on a loop continued to knock on the door.
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m-yleti-blog · 9 years
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"Ah. It's you, right? Well, I think the rules did say that you 'own' me for a while." /sighs before smiling "What would you like me to do today?"
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gloiire-blog-blog · 9 years
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                                  ♚ [ CONTINUER D'ICI. ]                                                                 { herobxrger }
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IT WAS easy enough to sniff out the difference between a lie and the  truth. But the single challenge remained of having to weed it out. It  wouldn’t take long, the french-woman had her ways of pulling a string of words from lips belonging to people she knew couldn’t help it. Soft  smile played on thin lips, lavender optics shinning over with a hint of  amusement masked behind that of relief. 
                ❝ Scarlette Johansson, hm? I can see why. ❞
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“My best friend? Ahhh, that’s hard! I want to go with my brother though. He’s always there for me, and I can always trust him!”
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thenewladyliberty · 9 years
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★ (if you're still taking them)
I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better
(I am so late on this, but I have a laptop at last //cries)
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m-yleti-blog · 9 years
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◖ Ideal Partner
{ ❦ } “Like.. someone I want to be with?”{ ❦ } “Someone who would give me time for myself, and someone who’d make me feel comfortable with them. That’s all.”
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bujorii · 9 years
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✉ ♣
Send ✉ for an 2 AM text
[text: americanesc] If you live in your capital youre probably like 7 hours behind me but its early as hell here (or late, take your pick) and i cant sleep
[text: americanesc] Light is hitting our bodies at 186k miles per second and we dont even feel it
[text: americanesc] I am so bothered
Send ♣ for a drunk message
[text: americanesc] Am futut
[text: americanesc] Nu la-am projetat si acum totul este distrus
[text: americanesc] Ma urasc
[text: americanesc] Nu pot face nimic drept
[text: americanesc] Nu merit viata
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