09-22-2010, 10:20 PM
Now that the meeting was under way, Alfred could finally tune out of it. He bent down and picked the baseball off the floor and began to roll it back and fourth between his hands once more.
Steve sat stiffly, glancing over at Liz every so often, just to make sure she wasn't planning anything. It wasn't as if he had ever done anything to Austria, they just had a bit of an identity mix up.
Alfred F. Jones
Supplying the world with awesomeness since 1774. Sig by me, yo!