Iceland hated hospitals. Well and truly hated them.
And it was for unexpected reasons. It wasn't the lingering scent of sickness and death that fuelled his detest, but the prospect of getting better; living again.
Because he knew that was exactly what was not going to happen to his brother.
Barely a week ago, Norway had been in perfect condition, and was just his regular, albeit emotionless, self. But a sudden, unsuspected bombing of Oslo changed that. It shouldn't have happened. Norway was neutral, he wasn't part of any war, and now he was paying for his neutrality in the most devastating way.
The steady beep, beep, beep of the heart mon
Pfff mais je sais pas quoi dire sur moi .__. Mon DeviantART sera la galerie des horreurs ♥ ~~ Pour supporter sa propre histoire, chacun y ajoute un peu de légende ~~
Current Residence: France Favourite genre of music: Metal Personal Quote: I have so much to say, but you're so far away ...
La rentrée approche .__.
Nouvelle fac, nouvelles études. Et là pas question de se laisser aller il va falloir BOSSER. Yipeee (y)
Heureusement que les fakes seront là pour m'occuper le soir sinon y'a moyen que je saute depuis mon 3ème étage 8D
Bref, en espérant que cette nouvelle année soit COOL. ♥
Tiens, je connais aussi cette personne, il me semble (a) Je crois que je vais changer de DeviantART aussi. MistressKandid ça fait... Salope en cuire-latex ._.