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Romero nodded to the Frenchman. "Sí, I remember you. I remember trying to introduce myself to you in science class earlier today, actually. Good of you to show up; I've heard so much about you and it's a pleasure to finally meet you face-to-face." Actually, what the Venezuelan had heard most of was France's penchant for wine and tardiness, but now wasn't the time to mention it.

(I learned Venezuela has a type of bullfight that involves throwing a bull by the tail. :O )

"No, Ludwig has been been with me most of the day." the junior interjected about Germany possibly catching France. "Grazie" Helping himself to one of Antonio's tapa. Now that he thought about it, he hadn't eaten all day.

"Si, I'm Feliciano Vergas." the Italian greeted before turning to Spain and back to Venezuela. "Ve, really? Then you must know my big brother Romano!" he said cheerfully. "We sort of look alike but he is the southern part while I'm the northern."

"Francis you're squishing me. Ve." he chuckled loving his big brother's hugs. "Oh." Italy looked down with a bit of embarrassment expression yet smiling. "I was feeling a bit funny recently but I just found out I'm not sick so yeah" He looked up with a slight pouting lip. "Ludwig's cooking isn't bad. His mushy potatoes taste better than Britain's cooking anyway."

"Ve it would be nice to try something new." Feliciano agreed.

Lovino really didn't want to leave the dorm when he had gotten to it, but soon a certain albino had found him while looking for Antonio, only to remember the culinary club meeting he was invited to go to. Which was why they both were slamming through the doors. Or well.. Gilbert was doing the door slamming, Romano was being pulled along like a cussing heap of Italian. He glared at the albino before he looked along the people in the room, instantly booking it to Antonio's side with a soft 'Chigi!' while Gilbert made himself comfy near Francis.

Lovino stared at Antonio with a little pout on his lips. He didn't want to here, it meant having to see everyone, including the French b*****d.. But Gilbert seemed to be having a good time out of dragging him here, laughing as he ws hugged by his boyfriend. The stupid jealous b*****d. Gilbert grinned widely at his friend. "Hallo Toni." He greeted before glancing to Francis. "Fancis." He added, giving the greeting to him too.

"I guess I'll try." He huffed back quietly to his lover, a glare on his features now as well. He looked around at everyone before he huffed again and leaned back against Antonio a bit. "What's even going to be happening?" His voice still low to keep the chat private between the two of them.

"Ve, Lovino!" the Italian brother greeted happily "It's been awhile since we've seen each other, si?" (at least a week or so)

"Oh and ciao Gilbert!" Italy waved. "Ludwig and I have made up." he said with a smile, referring back to their last discussion in the dorm while Germany was gone.

It was a shame Lovino didn't like his younger brother. Family should learn to get along with each other. "Now now, Lovi. Be nice. Here, why not have some of my tapas?" he hands the older Italian the plate of tapas. Maybe some snacks will cheer him up.

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