Late Night [Andrei]

[Elizabeta Héderváry]

Café Hetalia. An amazing place? Only if your on the customer end of it. As for the workers, not so great -but that was normal for any place you worked. Eliza’s temperment just made it slightly more difficult for her. It was a bitch trying to hold your temper with a boss that seemed to get off on torturing you. But it was her fault and she’d have to deal with it. She was the one who wanted her own place, after all.

Speaking of own places… That mutt who was free-loading had called and told her he’d come pick her up after work tonight? It was true that she was getting off rather late -which would make school tomorrow morning hell. But some how she had trouble believing that he was doing it out of the goodness of his heart. It certainly wouldn’t be something sweet like, ‘I am worried. A young girl walking home all alone at this time of night.’

It was probably something more like, ’That tomboy? As if she’d need protection.’ He probably just could find anything to bring home for dinner and wanted her to grab him some left overs! Eliza gave out a lofty sigh, as she changed out of her work-clothes and into her casual clothes. If left overs was what he wanted, he should just stay home. She was bringing them anyways, since she was the one who had to stay behind and shut down tonight.

After going through the building, locking everything up and turning off all but the main light that was kept on to deter thieves, she left through the back exit, locking it as well. She shoved the box of left-overs into her bag and grabbed her shoulders, shivering. It wasn’t a horribly cold night, but the wind made it a little nippy and chilly.

[Andrei Lupescu]

Andrei grumbled as he reluctantly pulled on his jacket and slipped out the door. He’d been rather..unbusy, actually. He’d like to have believed he was, sitting there, flipping through pages of one of the newest romance novels he’d purchased. Of course, when his lovely roommate was at work was the only time he could enjoy such guilty pleasures without being made fun of or nagged about having his shoes on the couch. But today, he was feeling too antsy to try focusing on reading. He couldn’t quite place his finger on it though..

There was just something...in the air today. Tonight.

And so! The Romanian had done the unthinkable in his mild paranoia. He’d offered to go pick up a certain, violent upperclassman from work. Just to walk her back home as a ‘just in case’ measure. Sure he couldn’t stand her, nor her him. And yes, they never got along, despite how they shared an apartment. ...And true, they often got into full-on fist fights with one another. Andrei’s nose wrinkled at the thought, irritably rubbing a small bruise on his jawline. Stupid sheman. But when everything came right down to it, they were family; however distant. As much as they fought and disliked one another..that still meant something. To both of them. One could say they were frenemies almost. Only they were allowed to abuse eachother.

At least he was finally there. It always seemed like such a long walk. He shook his head, dismissing his uneasiness in order to put on his usual scowl just before knocking on the door.

[Elizabeta Héderváry]

Eliza waited ten minutes, freezing in the cold air before finally giving up. This was probably his plan all along. Make her freeze, waiting for his ass to show up! She huffed, pulling up the collar of the blouse under her school vest to keep herself warm. She started out of the alleyway to the front of the building. Her heeled boots clicking against the cement as she walked with long, even strides. From the corner of her eye, she saw some one at the front door. What the hell? They were closed! And she sure as hell wasn’t opening back up for one person with late night cravings!

Upon closer inspection, it happened to be her… adorable… …. What was he to her? Freeloader… Pest…. Frenemy… Pet! That’s it, he was a pet! A pet she wish she could sell, but unfortunately no one else wanted. And she couldn’t just throw out into the street. She started to walk that way, all the while, raising a hand into the air to grab his attention, “Oiiii! Doofus, over here! I don’t exit from the front door! I exit from the back door that’s on the side in the alley!”

She ended up jogging the last bit over to him, before stuffing her hands into his pockets, hoping he would provide some body heat. She was about to freeze to death. To any on-lookers, it would probably look as if she were molesting him. And Andy probably thought she was trying to kill him or something. Eliza glanced up at the dull gleam of the street lamp, before turning her attention back to her room-mate, “Anyways… I planned on bringing you leftovers anyways, why’d you wanna come? Don’t you know how dangerous it is out at night lately? Some guys have been going around, dragging girls into allies. What if you’re mistaken for a girl, Andy? It’s too dangerous for you to come out this late, you know?”

This scolding was her own, odd, little way of showing she had any form of concern for his safety and well-being. In other words, she didn’t actually … hate per se, her annoying room-mate. She just found him to be like an annoying little brother, is all.