Literature
PolandxReader Ch. 9
Chapter 9
You make your way back to the parlor and spot Poland on his knees mopping up a dark spot in the carpet. "What happened?" You ask.
"The, uh, wine it, uh, well..." he stuttered.
"Wait a minute..." You say. "Why is it that you were at my door in seconds and yet you had time to propose to me before Liet even got a chance to knock on the door?"
"Um," Poland replied, "I may or may not have broken a bottle of wine on his head..."
Your jaw drops and you shout playfully, "Foul! Red card mister! I'm staying at my house tonight, and you will not be joining me!"
"But-"
"No buts'. You broke a bottle of wine on my fake master's head