Favourite Pest | Børre and Val
The small nation had followed the old man, after he left without making a snarky remark at him, Moldova wondered why and followed Norway to the gay bar. He waited for a while watching people come and go from behind a bush, until he saw the older nation re appear. ‘What the hell is he wearing?’ he questioned until Val saw another figure appear. Oh no he didn’t, quickly Valeriu whipped out his phone taking multiple pictures. Sneaking his way closer trying to listen in.
The Norwegian hung onto the strange blond man, laughing drunkenly. “We can go to your home.” He slurred the last part of his sentence, not realising that someone was watching. The older man rubbed Nor’s back and helped him walk out into the parking lot.
“Oh my god” Val’s eyes widened, that... was discussing. He just had to stop this idiot. But how? He whispered a cuss word or two, why did he even wanted to stop this. He took once last picture of Norway practically throwing himself at the stranger, who looked oddly like another taller nation.
