Why can't I stop thinking of her..?

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Americas POV: I'd joke up from my sleep, looking around my room. My clock beeping loudly, signaling the fresh start of a shit day, I get up still walking over to my coat hanger, grabbing my favorite red hoodie, then grabbing a fresh pair of dark blue jeans. And putting on my black combat boots, before walking out of my room, rubbing my eyes. Walking down the stairs my younger brother "Canada" is watching TV while my dad France is preparing oatmeal while my mother UK is reading the newspaper. "Morning Nada!~" I'd say walking past him, he didn't respond.. just kept on watching the TV- "Hello America, My dad says in a cheerful tone "I reply, Hey dad.." 



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(Sorry but I'm tired atm so uhh cya meh noodles 🍜)

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 20, 2021 ⏰

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