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Antonio stumbled inside, having finally made it all the way home after a long day together with his best friends. He loved it when he, Francis and Gilbert managed to spend time with one another. Still, the Spaniard was happy to be home again.

His plan was to get changed into something comfortable and clean, none of their clothes ever seemed to stay clean when they did anything together. Which really had to be killing Gilbert even if he would play it cool and never admit to it, Germany had to get it from someone.

He also desired a nice glass of wine, which he wanted to drink sitting in his back garden looking at the stunning view. So he got changed, grabbed a bottle and a glass and was about to walk into his garden when he noticed the door wasn’t closed. Tony was sure that he had closed and even locked that door.

He set the bottle and glass aside and cautiously walked outside, but not careful enough because as soon as he was fully out of his house a voice called out his name.

It was a voice he knew all too well and then he saw someone sitting in one of his garden chairs. On the table was another bottle of wine and two filled glasses.

There was his brother, the one he was never sure he got along with or not, waiting for him to get home and spend the evening looking at the view.

Day 2 prompt Wine for @hetaberia-week