You come back here with this alcohol in this instant or I swear to the Heavens, Roderich.
Keep swearing; God won’t hear you. { he’s going away. fuck you gil. }

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@landderacker-blog
You come back here with this alcohol in this instant or I swear to the Heavens, Roderich.
Keep swearing; God won’t hear you. { he’s going away. fuck you gil. }
Why.
Why not.
landderacker Go to sleep, fool.
I’ve risen from the dead to make sure that you’re suffering as much as i am.
That’s impossible. I would’ve to be born with your face.
My face is magnificent, thank you. You, however, look as if someone took a prune and ejaculated into it.
What, you don’t want to split your profits with your darling younger brother?
My younger...what? And it’s just a thought. It’s about time I’ve left Vienna, anyway. Maybe go to Salzburg, settle down. Hide in the mountains from the rest of Europe. Raise cattle like my father expected me to do because I amounted up to nothing--what was I talking about.
To make it a gift, you have to give it. Not barter it. And good luck with making billions out of one measly café.
...Allow me to rephrase it. My music and my coffee’s a miracle unto this Earth. I could make trillions out of pure spite simply to prove you wrong.
doesnt rp here for months
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What about sweets? Who will balance your books?
Sweets, of course. I can handle my own money, thank you.
My music and my coffee are gifts unto many, now that I think about it. I could make billions if I ran a cafe.
Do gehts weida nach Fucking!
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I’--Was?
Ja i' meint di.
I’ liab di.
Schatzerl
It’s rude to ogle. You’re making me blush.
I suppose I could make an exception for you though.
Oh, Schatz. I’m so sorry-- forgive me.
( 100 % accurate that aph austria laughs like this )
{ he returns from a week’s absence, and he's only regretting his return just a bit. }
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