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Ludwig walked into the dorm, having just returned from church. He sighed lightly as he shrugged off his jacket and kicked his shoes off before carrying them to his room. It wasn't uncommon he woke up early and went to the earliest service. It also wasn't too odd for him to find Feliciano still asleep. He hung his jacket up and placed his shoes in the closet on a shelf at the bottom before he noticed something was off.

He turned and went to go watch the Italian for a moment. Was Feliciano having another nightmare? Germany ran a hand through his hair, which was already falling into his face once more. He walked over to his sleeping friend and knelt beside the bed. Ludwig couldn't help but feel some sort of ping of guilt, not even sure where it was coming from or why he felt it for seeing the Italian cry like this.

The German reached out a hand and gently stroked the side of Feliciano's head. "Italy... Vake up.... Are you alright?"

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Germany helped Italy to sit up before he sat next to his long-time friend on the bed, leaning against the other to provide some support if he needed it since he was so used to Austria who would just fall back into bed if he wasn't motivated enough to make the effort to sit up.

When Italy spoke up after wiping the tears away, Germany blushed slightly and nodded. "I know you cry often, but usually not vhen you are asleep. I vasn't sure if you vere having anozher nightmare or somezhing... But it looked like somezhing vas troubling you...... I- If you ever vant to talk about it, I could try und listen, but..." The German scratched the back of his head, glancing away from his friend in minor embarrassment. "V- Vell... ve both know I'm not very good vizh zhe whole emotions zhing. I vill try, zhough..." After all, the Germanic family was no where near as expressive as the "Romantic" family. Now, those guys were ALL emotions! Especially France....

He looked back to Italy and closed his eyes as he thought over the service. "Ah, vell.... I suppose it vasn't too bad. It vas done in English, vhich I understand since I know so many more countries speak English zhan German. You probably vould have fallen asleep zhough since zhe service was early und a little dry zhis morning." Even Germany had struggled a little to keep awake.... But he wasn't sure how much of that was actually from boredom or the hangover he was now over after yesterday's drinking game. "How about you? How did you sleep? Ah, until I voke you up, zhat is..."

Out. Of. Chocolate. Cake. :: Reference to Austria.

A.... Boy?!

Germany stared stupidly at Italy for a moment as he tried to process this. Wasn't the Italian always flirting with and going on about pretty girls? That was a bit surprising to him. For whatever reason though, Germany felt... Oh, what was it? Now, he knew this pang had some sort of name. was it... Jealousy? No, that couldn't be.... Well, maybe..... He pushed the thought from his mind as Italy seemed to try changing the subject as to what they could do.

Germany blushed and glanced away as he ran a hand through his bangs in thought, messing them up more than he already had. "Uh, vell, I haven't seen or heard from Japan lately, so it is just zhe two of us... Ist zhere somezhing you vant to do?"

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The thought of going to a park and flirting with girls didn't really appeal to Germany. In fact, he just wasn't the type to flirt. Kind of ironic considering he was a (more-or-less forced) member of the Host Club. However, Germany raised an eyebrow at the mention of something new at the cafe. He didn't exactly have anything in particular that he liked from there, but it wasn't a bad place to hang out. Plus, with it being a Sunday, maybe it would be a very calm and relaxing place to go to just unwind and relax before having to worry about the responsibilities of being the head of the Disciplinary Committee come Monday when he would have to stay after school and keep an eye on Rutilio and company with them cleaning the pool-- and in Landon's case, cleaning the gym equipment in the weight room as well.

"Going to zhe cafe sounds nice. I had not heard zhey had somezhing new zhere, so it probably vould not hurt to give it a try."

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Germany smiled at the thought of playing a game of football. As often as he got competitive with other nations, a game of football with Italy was always so laid back and relaxing and..... Oh, what was that word? In English it started with an "F".... Ah, whatever. It was enjoyable and not something that stressed him out.

He felt the tug on his arm and stood up, chuckling lightly to himself at how happy the Italian was. It was so much more pleasant than the sight he had been greeted with when he first returned from church. "Da, alright. Football after going to zhe cafe sounds like fun." On their way out the door, Germany snagged up the red, black, and gold football he kept by the door and carried it out. He could hear Blackie whimpering because he wanted to come play football with the humans too, so Ludwig looked to the German Shepard and promised him, in German of course, that maybe next time he could come. After all, a cafe was no place for a dog-- even if he wished it was. Blackie seemed to give a sweet doggy smile and panted happily as his tail wagged at his master's promise of play time next time.

Ludwig once more faced Feliciano. "Lead zhe vay."

Out. Of. Chocolate. Cake. :: At least he knows fun starts with an "F" in English! XD

As always, Ludwig was early to rise. Since he was so earl this morning, he went ahead and took a shower, got dressed, slicked his hair back, went to the kitchen, and made a cup of coffee and some toast for breakfast and still had time to savor it. Of course, part of it was because he took a quick shower and it never took him long to get dressed, so the longest part had been the part where he had to wait for the coffee to brew. As he sipped his hot coffee, he thought back to yesterday with Italy. It had been pretty fun, actually... They shared snacks (Ludwig of course ended up paying, as usual) and then they went to the part and played some football. At the end of the day, the two took the dogs for a walk, came back, and relaxed until it was time for bed. All in all, it was a good day yesterday....

He looked to the clock and sighed lightly before he rinsed the coffee cup out and placed it on a rag next to the sink to dry while they were at school.

"Italy! Hurry up or ve vill be late!"

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