Romano's vision blurred slightly as tears rolled down his cheeks. Was he... Crying? He rubbed his eyes quickly, trying to wipe away the tears. Usually if he was being his usual stubborn self, Spain would always try to persuade him to be happy, but just now... He got up and left...? He loved Spain, he had for a long time, he was just to stubborn to admit it. He thought for a minute, before getting up. He had to do something for Spain. He thought again for a minute, then started walking away from the house.
"You know what you are? Selfish. I've done nothing but sacrifice to get us here, and what have you sacrificed? Nothing. Zero. All you've done is boss me around - well now who's the boss? Who's the boss? It's me."