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It was morning, the Friday before Christmas, when Lovino woke to the howl of the wind outside. Once somewhat up, he trudged to the window. The world was white. It was like he was in a snow globe being spun like a basketball on a Globe Trotter's finger. The wind was so loud he could hardly hear himself think. Well fuck that... he thought to himself as he scratched himself and went back into his bed and turned on the television. Apparently an ice storm had hit Toronto and half the city was without power. He smirked considering how he was one of the lucky ones with. He pulled up his laptop to send Valentino an email saying for him to contact eve

      "England!" a male american voice shouted. A blonde haired, green eyed man, with big eyebrows also, had collapsed from where he was standing. He fell into the soaking muddy ground. His Revolutionary War uniform was splashed with mud and water. Patches of blood also covered the uniform. The american who called, had golden brown hair, and square shaped glasses over his blue eyes. He was wearing a tan jacket and pants, with a white dress shirt and brown tie worn underneath. He also wears a brown bomber jacket, with a '50' on the back, and black shoes.      He was standing near a few trees, trying to keep out of the pouring rain. Someone s