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All America ever dreamed of is passing his college to become a full-fledged country.
The stars however, they had other plans.
- In which America puts himself in embarassing situations, accidental or not.
W: Cussing, slightly adult...
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sofia by clairo
i think we could do it if we tried
if only to say, you're mine
sofia know that you and i
shouldn't feel like a crime
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Hello! Sorry I haven't been able to write, I've been busy from a lot of things including the channel, and this chapter hasn't been read thoroughly and I feel like I ate crack after writing this.
It also feels a little short, pardon me.
If you have the time, please do report and mistakes and inaccuracies amd I will happily fix them.
Criticism is also welcome.
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CANADA'S ROOM
Canada shut the blinds, the illuminating glow of the sun disappearing into the shadows.
Entering his bed, he attempts to drift into slumber.
"It's not like we're a crime, Canada."
A voice filled his ears. He widened his orbs, sitting up on his bed as he frantically looked around his room.
His eyes darted around, disappointment filling his being when he found nothing. Lying back down on his bed and staring at the ceiling, he heard yet another.
"Of all people, you chose a son of the reds! This is preposterous!"
Canada groans, hiding his face beneath his pillow as he closed his eyes, waiting for the sweet embrace of sleep to overcome him when someone knocked on his door.
Standing up with half-lidded eyes, he twists the knob of the door, opening it.
His expression softened when his eyes met New Zealand's, the hands of his brother holding a tray of food that he favored.
"Kiwi," Canada stood out of the doorway, motioning New Zealand to come inside. "What brings you here?"
"You skipped lunch so I came to check on you." Kiwi frowned as he entered Canada's room. "You never skip lunch."
