*COVER ART IS MADE BY MY FRIEND, HE DOESN'T POST ONLINE SO I CANT LINK HIS ACCOUNT*
*BEING REWRITTEN as of October 15, 2022, the book will be marked as completed and I will put the rewritten chapters in a separate book*
I feel like this goes without...
*This story is now being edited and rewritten so that hopefully it works for what I was originally going for, the rewritten story will be put in a separate book*
AN: The second picture is the cover photo if you wanna see it better, also the song is called 'Dead bite' it's by 'Hollywood Undead' and it doesn't add anything I just like it.
Warning: Foul language.
-Russia's POV- Mon 6:30 AM
*Beeeeep!*
*Beeeeep!*
*Beeeeep!*
*Beee-click.*
".....Damn it." I huffed as I slowly sat up and looked around my dark room for my phone that was supposed to be on my nightstand.
Now that I was sitting up, I looked under the covers of my bed and eventually found my phone and got up, grabbing onto my nightstand as my vision went dark for a moment.
I then sluggishly walked over to my closet to change out of my pajamas and into some real clothes.
I grabbed a baggy gray T-shirt with my puffy faded dark blue jacket a pair of knee-high socks, briefs, and a pair of jeans.
After I got my clothes I went to the bathroom to do my 'daily routine' as some call it.
In the bathroom, I got undressed and put on my new clothes before brushing my teeth and lazily combing through my hair with my fingers.
As I walked out of the bathroom I walked back into my room and threw my clothes in my laundry basket.
Leaving my room I walked into the kitchen to get a cup of water.
I was reaching up in the cabinet to grab a cup when I heard a knock at the door.
Who the fuck?
Walking to the door and opened it, feeling anger pool in my stomach.
"Howdy Ass-hat!" America greeted loudly as soon as the door had fully opened.
"Hello, America." I said with a flat tone while trying to stay calm.
"Why are you dormimg with me?" I bitterly asked, already knowing the answer.
"Why do you think?" America asked rhetorically.
"To annoy you obviously!" he shouted again, this time with a slight laugh.
"I think it's kinda funny, ya know? The fact that your wants of a roommate came to bite you in the ass." America stated with a smile and a light chuckle while hopefully calming down.
"Are you done having a conversation with yourself?" I asked him, already tired of his bull shit.
"I mean, I guess." He said lazily with an entertained smirk.
"Now could you move?" America asked, his tone suddenly changing from a somewhat calm one to that of annoyance.
Letting out an exhausted sigh, I moved out of the way and let him walk into the dorm.
And yet, even though I gave him enough space to walk in without hitting me, he still shoved me just to walk to his room and slam the door behind himself.
-Time skip-
-Russia's POV- Tue 7:34 AM
I had only been living with America for barely a day, and yet he was already managing to make me despise my life more than usual.
Walking out of what was now our dorm, I signed in relief on account of not having to spend another second with him.
Once I was out of the building, I started to walk toward the college, not wanting to be late even though it didn't matter to me much if I was.
Arriving at the front doors of the large building, I took a deep breath and stepped inside to go to class.
-Chapter end-
-Authors note-
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