[~PlatinumCream~]

A quiet yet one beautiful afternoon as the sun shined brightly, the wind gusting calmly Italy was standing outside awaiting this European nation from the west side. His eyes was currently closed just glazing up to the clear sky, the wind blowing against those brown bangs as for that curl bouncing lightly. "...Ve~ I wonder if he got my message.." the Italian mutters to himself waiting outside.