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is beteado, CRAI moar.)

In retrospect, began to suspect that something was wrong when woke up one morning feeling like eating a steak incommensurable oil. What kind of idiot eats raw steak?
(Well, maybe Martin ...) could not work in peace that day. I had a terrible hunger would not have been satisfying even with all the apples in the country and the desire to eat raw meat just do not quit. At the end of the day, came home feeling very strange. (E unusually carnivore.)
It did not take so important at the time, but also gave him a taste for your body. Just to prove that they paid attention toprimitive needs, over dinner salad. When he went to bed, could not sleep all night. The next day he felt terrible and a glance in the mirror showed him that he had bags under his eyes, and had bags in bags . Spectacular, no? Two days later he had locked up at the presidential palace while echoing the cries of the police special forces out at the mall. From the second floor of the palace and through a window, Manuel watched with utter disbelief as a horde of zombies bloody murderers devouring everything in its path .
"For the bitch that bore thee-Murmanura, stunned. Whence came
crest?
Behind him, a minister cried uncontrollably and answers (more to himself than to Manuel) that nobody has
no fucking idea why (or how) ended up with a plague of zombies to spread to the entire country in less than the blink of an eye. Manuel can feel it grow: it is a disgustingly unpleasant tingling in your stomach and your skin itch odious, that somehow becomes more and more pale.
turned to look desperate group of politicians who lie imprisoned with him, his eyes fixed on the looks of panic of those men and women are supposed to form the cabinet of his current boss. Alternating between landscape look absurdobscenities under his breath and resumes writing.

Already tired, he chooses to re-read the final result before liquidating another sheet of paper.


Mom:

Look, I do not know what happened or how it happened. I have no idea why, or where did all this. I have also not clear whether it is just me having this problem or if there is any other country in the world being devoured by zombies murderers. Yes, zombies. Have you ever seen a zombie movie? I doubt it. Anyway not see them. Are fomes. They're destroying everything and I have no idea if you are affecting you or your people, but I hope you've noticed the disaster and have found a way to hide. Whatever.

Whatever remains, it is yours. All yours. -Manuel.

-

"I called five times, shitty asshole Manuel muttered into the phone. Across the line, Martin remains lying on his couch watching a football game without learning anything, what it costs crest answer that phone shit the first time?

"Oh, SiSi Martin answered, without opening the eyes off the TV. Wait, Manu, I'm a tad busy. -Martin, listen to me stop a moment to snatch a piece of raw steak that takes the time trying to eat. Calls on all mountain passes and let them know the customs border with Chile estOTHERS ARE closed, absolutely
all
. "You're hiding something.

"Of course I do," sighs Manuel. But you're not ready to know yet, you little jerk. I do not want to do anything stupid, OK?

"Oh, mocking Manu-hum. You worry about me! I'm so touched! Manuel

hesitate a bit before pressing a little headset with your fingers.

"I'll thank-hawking after a bit. You're a good friend after all, Martin. -Without saying goodbye, hangs up abruptly. Outside, the excitement reached such a volume that Manuel feels like the horde of zombies and had managed to penetrate the walls of the palace. Is tooado exhausted to look out the window again, preferring to remain there, sitting on the floor, nestled between a bookcase and a desk, his back against the wall and the phone resting on her lap. His hands are stained red because of the semi thawed raw meat and curses under his breath how difficult it is to chew meat unprepared. How long must

chewing to swallow this shit?

-


Manuel takes a breather before picking up the phone and dial the number. Wait a few minutes charged beforehand, the sound of ticking

piercing nerves.

- Hello? "Is heard, finally, on the other side of the LinesMiguel furious reproaches. Might be the last time you hear his voice, the last chance to tell all that has been kept for years.

Or maybe not.

"I have to explain anything," he sighs, wearily. Just ... just watch.
-Manuel, I'm seriously considering hang up the phone and call you back at a decent hour, "replies Michael pissed. You may be more coherent in the morning. Wait, I know, I'll go look and I will make sure you eat something that makes you hallucinate. Manuel

blushes and a pervasive warmth from the stomach to the throat, heart beating a thousand times as if any were to bolt. Close your eyes tightly and stopsScanSAR head on the wall, sliding, slightly trembling, even on the floor, until she was almost lying down. Hold the phone with more force than necessary and has a couple of seconds before continuing the conversation.

- Hello? -Sound through line-Hell, Manuel, I'm sick!

could say everything.

-
Miguel
.

O could not say anything

.

"You're important to me.
- Chao.
-leaves with trembling voice resounding tone, hanging up the phone before Miguel can replicate anything. She bites her lip, thinking of things I wanted to say and mentally scolded for being so asshole. Cno way. Just tilt your head a little. Manuel

tilts his head, his brow furrows a bit and watch the cloud through slightly narrowed eyes.

"Do not be blind," he concludes. It is an avocado.
-... OK, I give you, "Miguel throws a laugh, his hand searching for Manuel to link their fingers. You're a phenomenon. Manuel ignores
Miguel laughs and turns to look for a moment. Perhaps a little smile. Perhaps,




Manuel wakes with a start, even at dawn, and realizes that at some point during the night due to fall asleep out of boredom. He straightens up, exhausted and a little sick, sitting down againor Miguel for the weekend. It makes it weird how plans can change overnight. As, indeed, nobody owns decide what will happen to himself, especially a country

.

Early start to hear loud knocks on the floor below. A terrible roar of strength and fury, closer, more real. Manuel

close your eyes and wait.

Osteoporosis More Condition_symptoms Signs

The post of drabbles I left some time ago in latin_hetalia , recovered here in case I ever need a quick link:

1. Brazil / Argentina

- Is this necessary? "Martin takes a step backwards. After a walk, moving firmly, the serious expression. Across the hall echoes resound Maula Eyes. Luciano takes him a hand, it sticks to itself. The son of a bitch slides her hand slowly down the left thigh Martin.

slowly.

"Hey, you promised me tango lessons with one hand on the back of Martin, Luciano inclines casbites you, gently. When finished, see Michael with some tenderness and grabs a napkin to wipe your nose. Miguel blush a little.

"I love the girl kissing. "He says. "Me too," croons Coco. Although I prefer to call them black

kisses.


4. Peru / Chile


-Manuel, never cease to amaze your culinary skills, really, "says Miguel. With your foot, lift the lid of the trash and throws the contents of the pot is peeling. Pauses.
This bitch has no choice
pot. With a sigh and squinting, Miguel pot roast just throwing them away. Al otror end of the kitchen, Manuel rests his head in his arms, half lying on the table.

- Was in a hurry, okay? -Calls. I can not afford to stop to prepare

the big plate of food.

"That's your problem, Bag of Bones," complains Miguel. Not value or respect them enough art of preparing a good meal. Manuel

snorts, does something similar to a grimace. (It is quite fun to watch.)

"I have hunger. Manuel says, more to himself than to Michael. Disgruntled frown. Miguel

chest swells with pride and becomes something of what began to develop after the pot burned off Manuel. -What a wastes semi frozen and Manuel pulls the scarf to make it angry. And leave that, that give you cancer and you're going to put more ugly, hey, how you're going to want that.

"No nation is dying of cancer, fool, Manuel replied, squinting. Their logic is calculated as cold as the ambient temperature-Am vai to quit smoking alone? Martin good boy makes a face. Nods, puts his hands in his pockets and started whistling. Manuel loose another puff.

"You could, you know, be doing more useful things with that mouth.

- what?

"Well, first it could be doing " he says, snatches the cigarette from the hands and pr
If Luciano was not his back, could see the glow of mischief in the eyes of Martin.

"Not now. Martin
loose a laugh.
I do not know why you make me so much drama, "he says. Everyone knows that the star of this drink me, Dad

. Luciano
clenches his fists. Relax your fingers. Back to tighten sharply.
"Look, are falling like flies" Martin shrugs. At the end I'll stay up and maybe, if I want, you regain lost dignity. Luciano

smiles from ear to ear, with malice and mischief. Before Martin could end his hateful monologue, which has its tail stuck to the wood batrecierra eyes to try to see the clouds without being dazzled by the intense rays of light.
Beside him strangely serene, Martin takes advantage of the peace and quiet. Trigonometry Fuck, fuck English classes Arthur unhappy. She lies like a sack of potatoes a few inches of Luciano and puts
break the routine.
Luciano's warm hand on hers is a clear sign of approval.



8. Peru / Chile


A Miguel would think that would be a good idea to get to Manuel at his home. Expect a decent meal

to that bag of bones would be just another proof of his infinite generosity and patience. CH
TMLXC When Manuel arrives, does so in a foul mood and taciturn. Miguel makes you want to break his face with one blow, shake it to react, or just strangle him. But at this stage of life is so used to the character of its retracted neighbor who choose to save the insults for a while and accompany him to eat without demanding anything. "I saw your games-smiles. They were really good.

-Uhm. -Nods Manuel. Sitting at the table, waiting for your dinner while playing absently with a fork. Miguel presses her lips, but only devotes time to serve dinner and sit down without replying the absence of mind. A tense silence settles between the two while eating.

(Miguel wrong with the ifto look in the rear. The mirror tells him teaching his reflection, his masculine body stuffed into a tight dress in bright red. His feet come with your silhouette while inside a towering stilettos. (I could swear that she is running toes because
not feel
.)

Beside him, Mary appreciative glances. With a couple of fingers resting on her delicate chin, walking back and forth around Martin. His sparkling eyes and mischievous smile with his cheeky smile. "Look cute," says Mary. You are hard put to me, right? Martin

crosses his arms, covering his chest uncovered and trying to protect her dignity in the process underminedso. Pouts. "It takes more than a torture for me to say yes, skinny, arrogant answer. "You think I'm that easy?

Mary laughs, ignoring his haughty air.

"Of course not," he says, welcomes the challenge lightly. Why I brought the depilatory wax. Martin



pales.



10. Paraguay / Bolivia

First of all, one of the biggest things that Daniel has is his smile. It is the smile of an innocent child or a person completely satisfied with your life. Not a smile of satisfaction or a sacrificial gesture that would outline a man on top. The

smiledDaniel sa is not so simple, is not explained with simple motifs or short phrases or words. Daniel smiles because the strength of those who have stumbled and suffered various setbacks. Because Daniel smiles force who looks toward tomorrow waiting for something better. Julio knows this, knows the feeling of that gesture. And while Julio did not smile so much, he feels that Daniel's smile is so infectious that the corners of your lips end up rising in an unconscious gesture.

Because both understand very well that means getting up for something better.