Glorious Day

It truly is.

::streeeeeeeetch~::

Antonio:  "Nfu~  It's a glorious day after all."

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Antonio:  "Günter~  I've come to collect my- ...........  Ahn?"

Antonio:  "Poor-boy, don't you have-  ...........  Hn.."

Antonio:  "Dr.-  ............  What the hell?"

Antonio:  "Do not tell me they've forgotten."

Antonio:  "I don't believe they could just forget.  Don't they know that's- ........"

Antonio:  "..............  Ah~n?"

Antonio:  "Ah, he has impeccable taste, as usual."

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Antonio:  "It's a bit big, but it'll do."

Antonio:  "But pinstripes, huh?  Hn... How appropriate."

Antonio:  "..........  I wonder how much he knows...  ......."

Antonio:  "Well, let's go see."

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Antonio:  "Günter..."

Günter:  "I know you probably would have preferred some big blowout with all the bells and whistles, but.... I wanted to be a bit selfish today."

Antonio:  "I'll forgive you, this time."

Günter:  "How do you like your present?"

Antonio:  "It's huge.  I'd have thought you of all people would know my size."

Günter:  "It only came in one size.  I can't help that you're so slender."

Antonio:  "So my build is a problem?"

Günter:  "No, I.... I like it."

Antonio:  *chuckle*

Günter:  "Happy birthday, Antonio."

Antonio:  "Ich liebe dich."

Günter:  "Ah......  Ti amo anche..."

Antonio:  "Why pinstripes?"

Günter:  "Eh?"

Antonio:  "The suit.  Why did you pick pinstripes?"

Günter:  "I... just thought it suited you.. .................  Not that I am in any way implying that all Italians are in the mafia."

Antonio:  "Indeed.."

Günter:  ???

Antonio:  "Nothing..  Shall we sit?"

Günter:  "Aa."

Antonio:  "Sushi?"

Günter:  "It was the most expensive thing on the menu."

Antonio:  "You do have good taste."

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??:  *laugh*  "How cute~"

March 10th, 2009, marks Antonio's one year here.  So happy birthday to my floofy diva.  ♥♥♥