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"Adíos, Johnny, Franny. Adíos, Kiku and Cherelle. I'll see you all tomorrow. Gracias por venir." Romero waved as they departed and set about getting himself ready for bed. There was a lot of leftover food, despite how much everyone had eaten. At least that meant he had a lot he could bring for lunch with him. Romero sighed at the mess that had ensued in their dorm and, deciding that he could clean it up later, climbed into bed. Kevin and Luis had long since fallen asleep.

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Romero awoke next morning to bright sunlight streaming through the nearby window. He yawned widely, but hopped as quickly out of bed as befit a soldier. He changed quickly into his dorm, aware that he was likely already late for class due to his staying up so long the night before, and grabbed his backpack. "Adíos, Luis, Kevin," he told his roommates as a courtesy before leaving for his first period class.

Neither brother spoke much as he tore into the goods he had bought, simultaneously trying to make decorations and food at light speed. There was too much cooking for them to do and so little time!

It was well into the wee hours of morning when Romero finally finished with his dishes and packed them up for tomorrow. At least, he thought wryly as he watched Luis scramble to finish his booth’s materials, he had actually cooked a little more of his meals than his brother had yesterday. Not only that, Luis’ churrasco had been so popular that he now had to cook a whole new batch, on top of the other dishes he was already cooking.

The Venezuelan was too exhausted to want to waste his precious sleep time helping Argentina, who was already well along his way, and he walked into his bedroom and laid down. Within moments, he was fast asleep.

"Qué? Wha--?" Romero woke up rather more quickly than he had expected to and sat up on his bed, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. Maybe the festival had something to do with his not being drowsy this morning? Argentina seemed similarly revitalized, despite his having fallen asleep later than he. The senior had no idea how Luis could possibly have woken up so quickly—short of an extreme adrenaline rush—but either way, the Venezuelan was ready to get out there on the festival grounds and perform.

When Luis left to assemble everything, Romero changed quickly into his matador outfit and went out to the kitchen to gather all the food he had cooked. Just as he was about to leave, he remembered that he had wanted to bring a rapier, a blunted sword that he had recovered from the recent Olympic fencing event in which he had won gold. The Venezuelan found it folded neatly into the cape he was using for the event, and brought them both along with him.

Luis, with his extra food and decorations, was taking longer to get ready than Romero, who had already finished packing everything he wanted to bring into a large folding cart. The sun was high enough to indicate that some of the morning had already gone by, so they would both have to hurry to get set up. "Luis! Dáte prisa!" he ordered, not wanting to arrive much later but lacking the hands to effectively help his younger brother. "There's some room in this cart if you need it!"

“Sí. It’s probably on the field,” Romero answered. The field was one of the few places large enough to accommodate such a large event. “If you’re sure you’re okay, then I’m going to go ahead and find us some booths. Sudamérica probably shares an area.” With that, Venezuela left.

Romero parked the car toward the side of the main parking lot, as close to his and Luis’ dorm as he could manage. While Luis brought the girl out, Romero moved ahead, opening doors and clearing paths for him. Finally, the Argentinean set her down on the third bed that Molossia had disdained in favor of an empty corner.

“I’m going to see if we have any broth or something of more nutritional value,” Romero said. “If we don’t, are you good at broths?”

"Si, and it's getting late. We really should go to sleep. Buenas noches, Luis."

♫ Life is like a boat in a bottle
Try to sail, you can't with no air
Day by day it only gets harder
Try to scream but nobody cares ♫

As morning had arrived and the sun's rays hit the girl's eyes, she slowly began to woke up. Where was she? She didn't remember being here when she blacked out. It looked like someone's room.... But who's? She suddenly heard the sound of breathing, she quickly turned her head and saw a tall young man sleeping near her which startled her."Eek!"