xXxSnowstorm

Friends For Lovers Of the sky being grey, and the wind beyond bitter and dull, Italy strolled with his feet almost dragging along the pavement. Thoughts throwing themselves from one side of Italy's head to the other; the worst ones clashing and turning into the worst ones. He had been so out of it that he had forgotten his coat. Hands buried in his pockets, he slumped along in silence until his shoulder bumped into someone else's. "Oh! I'm sorry!" Italy exclaimed, kneeling down, "Lemme help you!" He looked at the contents that had fallen out onto the pavement and immediately knew who he had bumped into when the contents turned out to be...h