it's a dark night out, France was getting ready for bed, brushing his teeth to keep his perfect smile, he put on a green face mask to moisten his skin. After a while the blonde made his way to his queen sized bed already picked out nightwear, a nice soft fabric with the French flag stitched over the location of his heart. The pillows were fluffed and his room was the perfect temperature for his beauty sleep, the Frenchman tied his hair up, putting a sleeping mask on, pulling the blankets over himself and resting his head on the pillows, and then he heard it the dreadful sound.
"Wanker"
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FanfictionTHIS IS PURE CRACK AND YOU CAN'T STOP ME (2-3am brain go brrrrrrr) only one person will get the jokes but whatever Who ever is on the chapter cove is in the story
