Chapter 5

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"You okay, Ame? You seem a bit...off today," Canada says,  and I can't help but to feel fury rise in my body.

"You okay, Ame? You seem a bit off today," I reply in a mocking voice. 

"Hey, did you hit your head or something? What's going on with you," Canada asks, more concern leaking into his voice. 

"Would you shut up!?" I yell, nearby countries now attracting their attention to me.

UN, once again turning his head to me, "Well America, since you seem to like interrupting me, I think it'd be best for you to leave."

"How 'bout you get your priorities straight for once?" I half-yell, and boy, UN did not like that.

"Would you like to repeat yourself to everyone?" UN asks, is that what a rhetorical question is?

"How about you get your priorities straight for once in your god-forsaken life?!" 

"That's it, America. Get out this instant!" 

"I'd be glad to," I say, with a softer, quieter tone this time. 


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