[OPEN] Take it outside

"Geez, and here I am, thinking I'm the one that's gone insane."

It was rare for her to talk to the bartender, chugging down her bottle of beer as if it was nothing (she's used to drinking it in a bottle than in a mug) before ordering another one and still stays sober for the whole night. Usually, she'll stop at the 5th bottle and head home, but not this night since she was having a stressful day and that she was given a day-off from her boss, which means she doesn't have to worry about a hangover in the meeting room. Not that she's presiding a meeting in the first place, anyway.

Anyway, she's got nothing to lose, except probably kidney and liver problems, but that's the least of her worries.

"Another 'round, please!" Gabriella called, waving a hand as the bartender sighed before giving her the usual; cold beer still on the bottle. "Hmm... think I'll order some nuts as well." He only shook his head before taking her request, the brunette nation giving a sigh before taking a chug on her beer once more.

note: Just something to work on, feel free to hop in Philippines for a drink. Short but sweet.
timeline: Present~!

[atrb=border,2,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: #0f0303 url(http://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i473/shahal_sparda/Rp/romania18.jpg) center bottom no-repeat; outline: 2px solid #151a1f; width: 500px; height: 540px; padding: 0px;, bTable] It had been a long day for Nicolae. There had been far too many meetings in his opinion, and he found that he absolutely despised being around the people in his government for too long without Andrei by his side. They argued too much, even with him trying to calm them down and offer logical solutions, but there was nothing he could do that would help the proceedings go by faster. And since his capital hadn’t been there to distract him, the Romanian nation’s temper had been short and rather nasty towards anyone who didn’t agree with him. Needless to say, his officials worked to not anger him too much in trying to find a task that they could sort through. While he had enjoyed passing the time by imagining the bloody deaths of almost every single person in that room, all Nicolae really wanted was to be able to drink himself into a stupor and collapse into bed. But he had lost track of where he was, having gone for a walk after the meeting to cool his head. Nicolae frowned slightly, eyes flicking down the street to see if he could recognize his surroundings, but he slipped into one of the closest pubs that he could find and made his way towards the bar. “Do you have Țuică?” he asked the bartender, who immediately slid a medium-sized glass of it towards him after a moment of staring at his odd appearance. The sandy-haired man grinned brightly, his teeth glinting in the darkness of the bar, and he hopped onto one of the stools. Swinging around once like a child to take in the establishment, he immediately shifted his gaze towards a female voice as she spoke, blinking. Nicolae tilted his head slightly, and then he recognized the woman with a widening of a smile that showed his sharp canines. “You’re Gabriella, da? Never thought I’d see you here, of all places!” he laughed, leaning forward to steal one of the nuts that she had ordered as the bartender placed it in front of her. “Hard day?” [style=padding: 0px 10px; font-size: smaller;] Date: Present Location: Bar Music: A Mhuirin O -- Clannad Notes: Hope you don't mind I hopped in! [/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; height: 500px,btable][STYLE=margin-top: -90px; border-top: 5px solid #CC6666; border-bottom: 5px solid #CC6666; border-left: 5px solid #CC6666; width: 150px; overflow: hidden;][/style][STYLE=text-align: justify; font-family: courier; color: #CC6666; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: -1; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 12px; border-left: 5px solid #CC6666; margin-top: 15px;]Tags: anyone;;;[/style] [STYLE=text-align: justify; font-family: courier; color: #CC6666; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: -1; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 10px; border-left: 5px solid #CC6666; margin-top: -10px;]Notes: Yes, weird logic, isn't it? I wonder why... ;;; Location/Time: Germany; Present time ;;;[/style]	[STYLE=border-left: 20px solid #CC6666; font-family: courier; color: maroon; padding: top: 15px; padding-left: 5px; font-style: bold; line-height: 0.7; font-size: 40px; margin-left: -12px; height: 500px; text-transform: uppercase;] P h i l i p p i n e s[/style]	[STYLE=text-align: justify; font-family: courier; font-size: 11px; letter-spacing: -0.7; border: 0px; height: 500px; margin-left: 5px; line-height: 1; overflow: auto; padding: 0px 10px 0px 0px;]She did say that she was sober. But nobody really told her that she was getting a little too much on the beer lately, which is either a good or a bad thing. Once again, Gabriella seems to hold a lot of surprises herself, for a small country in the South-East Asia. Already in her Eighth bottle (she's still going strong, knowing the Filipino woman herself,) the brunette was about to pick up the nuts when she noticed that someone decided to take them without her permission. Oh, who the hell they are and decided to take her kind nature for granted and just pick some nuts whenever they want~!? "Hey, what gi-!?" Her short rant did stopped short, however, when she barely familiarize the culprit as one of the European nations, Romania, Nicolae Dragomir. "Ah...." Mildly speechless, Gabriella nearly smacked herself at the dumb assault of hers, immediately blaming it on the meeting a while ago for sending her on the edge once again and letting her wander off to drink, as usual. Sure, drinks like these are considered a form of socialization in Philippines, but she did forgot to say that most of these socialization compose of telling to the other person in a drunk stupor (or not) about how horrible- and, funny, surprisingly- one's day went. Crap. "I mean.... sorry about that!" Gabriella immediately squeaked, pushing the platter to her side for him to be able to reach it without difficulty. "I don't know... usually, I'll stop at the 5th bottle... ah, who am I kidding!" She finally said, giving a loud, exasperate groan before chugging on her bottle. "You have no idea." Philippines promptly replied, unconsciously slamming the bottle on the table while a twitching smile is shown on her petite-like features. "And what about you? I don't know how you run things most of the time but from seeing you here in this place, also had a rough day?" Of course, she's Philippines; it's a common understanding to the Filipina that if someone decides to take a drink in a bar, it's either because something happened (alone), or because someone egged you to it (with other people). Funny logic, really. [/style]
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