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PrussiaxReader Short: CreeperGilbert heard angered screams from your room, then melancholy sobs. Your housemate rushed over and opened the door.
You were in the corner, sulking. "D-D-Damn creepers." you muttered. "T-They ruined my house."
Gilbert raised an eyebrow, then looks over your screen. Fair enough, your house, made of wood and cobblestone, was destructed.
"Kesese! The awesome me will fix it!" he declared. You looked up from hugging your knees to your German friend collecting your materials and building it up again, furniture and all.
You stood up, went over and hugged your friend from behind. "T-Thanks, Gil." you said, a smile tugging at your mouth.
"Heheh, no problem, frau."
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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