Ok so I guess my first RP post…? I’ll try!))
Lovino was silently freaked out. America had fallen, Europe all around him was crashing, and his younger brother was suffering. Why had he failed Feliciano…? Why?
It wasn’t technically him. It was Heracles. “That Greek stronzi…” Romano muttered, shaking his head. It was all his fault. But… He felt like it was his own, in a way.
The Mafia was still around… And they were rich! But… He’d have to employ them before he could borrow some euros… And then if he didn’t pay them back… Welp.
He sighed, deciding to visit a somewhat ok country- well, ok. America may have fallen, but it was still an ok country. Besides- they were better at making things with tomatoes than the Spanish or the Italians.
Curling up in a booth at the pizza parlor, the brooding man sat and thought, barely even touching the Italian sausage pizza in front of him.
What can I do…?
Help Our Band, Please
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