[Tatsumi imagines taking America out of the apartment, but nah. The country would know something was up as soon as they reached the stairs.
The werepire would have nodded, except that doesn't do the blind one any good. It should be obvious anyway, but he squeezes America's hand once anyway. Then Tatsumi begins to help the other into the living room.
Or what should be a living room. America gets plopped down on the couch, on top of clothes or whatever junk is there. Damn this place is worse than he ever remembered it.
There is a light patting at America's tummy suddenly. Yes, he knows the country hates it, but all the more reason to tap it to ask if he's hungry. (Besides, he knows America is always hungry.)]
[Action]
The werepire would have nodded, except that doesn't do the blind one any good. It should be obvious anyway, but he squeezes America's hand once anyway. Then Tatsumi begins to help the other into the living room.
Or what should be a living room. America gets plopped down on the couch, on top of clothes or whatever junk is there. Damn this place is worse than he ever remembered it.
There is a light patting at America's tummy suddenly. Yes, he knows the country hates it, but all the more reason to tap it to ask if he's hungry. (Besides, he knows America is always hungry.)]