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by RedHatMeg

Mam nadzieję, że nie będzie zła za wykorzystanie scenki bez pytania .

"“Five o’clock!” Arthur cried, coming into his living room, where Feliks was still covering the walls with wallpaper.

Englishman was holding tray with milk, sugar and two cups of tea. Poland looked at him and smiled, still placing with both hands the corner of wallpaper. Pole thanked by nodding and leaned one hand to took the cup. Arthur’s face suddenly changed from friendly smile to sadness.

“You were working since nine am. You should give yourself a break. Come on.” England placed the tray on the floor and sat few inched next to it, commending: “Sit with me.”

Poland seemed to be a bit surprised, but then he smiled and said:

“Oh… OK.”

He sat next to his host, bending knees, like on the picnic. Tray was separating them, like a table or desk. Feliks put his cup on the tray and started to massaging his aching arms. Yes, it was definitely time for some break. Living room was absolutely devoid from furniture. Afternoon sun was shining through the windows to room, covered by navy blue, classic wallpaper. England looked at Poland, who took again his tea and started to sip it in silence.

APH/Hetalia © Hidekaz Himaruya
[link] © RedHatMeg

Description
Scena z fanfika ----> [link]
by RedHatMeg

Mam nadzieję, że nie będzie zła za wykorzystanie scenki bez pytania .

"“Five o’clock!” Arthur cried, coming into his living room, where Feliks was still covering the walls with wallpaper.

Englishman was holding tray with milk, sugar and two cups of tea. Poland looked at him and smiled, still placing with both hands the corner of wallpaper. Pole thanked by nodding and leaned one hand to took the cup. Arthur’s face suddenly changed from friendly smile to sadness.

“You were working since nine am. You should give yourself a break. Come on.” England placed the tray on the floor and sat few inched next to it, commending: “Sit with me.”

Poland seemed to be a bit surprised, but then he smiled and said:

“Oh… OK.”

He sat next to his host, bending knees, like on the picnic. Tray was separating them, like a table or desk. Feliks put his cup on the tray and started to massaging his aching arms. Yes, it was definitely time for some break. Living room was absolutely devoid from furniture. Afternoon sun was shining through the windows to room, covered by navy blue, classic wallpaper. England looked at Poland, who took again his tea and started to sip it in silence.

APH/Hetalia © Hidekaz Himaruya
[link] © RedHatMeg