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*America POV*

I felt a weight on my shoulder, and as I looked over I stopped singing.

I saw Russia laying on my shoulder, and I felt his grip on me tighten as I tried to move away. My face flushed as my brain processed what was happening.

My crush is literally hugging me and sleeping on me

I smiled and rested my head on Russia's. After a while, I fell asleep.

~Timeskip brought to you by sleep~

I woke and my first thought was Where am I?

Then the events of the previous day came back to me, and I felt a dull ache in my arm and leg as I tried to move.

Then I remembered about Russia and slowly started to wiggle out of his grasp. Once I was free, I walked - more like limped - to the kitchen and started making eggs and bacon for breakfast.

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Sorry I'm late! Also, sorry it's short. I got a new computer because mine was being shitty.

Hope you liked the chapter!




























You thought I was going to let you go without a word count, didn't you?

Well, I'm not.

139 words!

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