3rd Person POV

Romano was pissed off. "DAMN THE SUN, STUPID MOTH@FUCK@!!!!" The Italian cussed in fury.

"...dummkopf, zhe store is right there." Germany said, while pointing to a direction.

"I KNOW, POTATO BASTARDO!" Romano grumbled to himself. Wiping his forehead and grumbling again another curse, he walked toward the store.

*Timeskip cuz imma lazy*

At the store, Romano sighed again. He really is annoyed by the people inside the store.

"It couldn't-a have been worse."

Oh how wrong he was.