WinkAndGiveDoubleguns
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Canada turned to her and dead-panned,”Why the fuck is there snow in my room?”
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Jake smiled back and stood up,bounding over to Dirk,sitting down by him. “I’m really sure you little man would love that!” The English man then bounced over to the Sea troll,”Hullo! I’m Jake English, it’s a pleasure to meet you!”
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Canada muttered French curses and turned to her,”If you don’t mind.” The Canadain noticed his bed,”Oh fucking damn it! America drank all of my maple syrup,eh!” He stormed to his bed and gathered up the empty bottles, he opened the door and threw them at America before slamming the door again.
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Casi blinked be hind her shades and yawned, sliding off of Armane’s legs, she patted his head absently and stretched. The girl set her arms in her lap and looked at the breakfast table with an surprised look,before turning to Armane. “Yo, you okay there?” She scooted over to his head and patted his cheek,”Sorry for sleeping on you legs, eh.”
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“God damn it.” Canada seethed and grabbed the American’s shirt and dragged the limp body into the hall way. He dropped her and walked back in his room,slamming the door behind him. The Canadian looked around his destroyed room in anger and let out a heavy sigh,”Thos is a fucking mess, damn it America.”
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Canada threw America off of him enraged, he stormed over to the speakers and punched through one, effectively stopping the music. He turned, his eyes lit with fires of pure fury and scanned around the room,”Everyone.Out.Of.This.Fucking.Room.Right.NOW!” The usually mellow Canadian stressed and yelled the last word, watching the people in his room scramble for the door.
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Canada heard booming and ran back to his room and threw open his door,”What the hell! America!” The Canadian screeched,”You going to get me kicked out of the fucking hotel!”
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Casi shifted on Armane’s legs and stretched out from her curled position, she woke up again but just like her moirial she fell back sleep. The human was still out of it from the battles, not able to regenerate as fast as the trolls. The small girl groped around for her shades and slipped them back on before slumping back down,pulling her blanket around her head.
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Casi stayed dead to the world,curled up in her moirial’s legs, the girl breathed softly and shifted a bit. She twitched then relaxed, it seemed that she was going to wake up soon. The girl barley moved after she twitched,giving the appearance that she was dead, the soft movement of her hoodie the only indicator that she was, indeed, very much alive.
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Casi stayed asleep, and somehow in the night she shifted, now she was stretched out on Armane’s legs. She snored quietly, it sounded more like huffs then snores, her shades abandoned by Armane’s feet. The girl woke up briefly, taking note of her position, and fell back sleep, her head tucked in her arms.
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Casi stood up and walked over to Armane, she curled up next to him, her back pressed to his leg and cuddled into her blanket. She yawned and let her self fall asleep, not removing her sunglasses, her breath even. The girl twitched slightly but didn’t wake up,staying in the clutches of sleep.
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Canada gaped at the chopper,”And that’s full of maple syrup?” The man struggled until her was put down,”God Damn Italian.”
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Casi wasn’t paying attention to the story that well, she mostly gazed at the fire, which gave her a slightly creepy look as the flames reflected off her shades. She relaxed and closed her eyes behind her shades with a small sigh. Casi enjoyed times like these where she can be alone in her thoughts, but still be surrounded by people, or trolls.
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Casi joined the females around the fire, she listened to the stories unruffled, she only got freaked out by horror movies, not stories. The girl poked the fire with her empty Faygo bottle with a small grin.
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Casi nodded,”Oh, so your lose an article of clothing each hand you lose. Well it seems fun.” She shrugged and stood up,”Well, tally ho for now.” The girl gathered up blankets and pillows od the downed men and slung the sleep wear over them, taking much less care of them then Armane. Their pillows where on their heads and the blankets onto just covering them.