Dec/16/2021
AN: I listened to 'No.5' by 'Hollywood undead' when I was writing this and decided to include a little bit of the song in the story.
Warning: Foul language, alcohol, negative self-image.
-America's POV-
Wed 2:30 PM
My final class was over; when I walked out of the building and passed the spot me and Russia had been eating lunch at.
My dad better be happy with what I do for him.
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-America's POV-
Wed 2:46 PM
I ran to my dorm and made it inside when I saw Russia on the couch.
Sweet!
"Hey, buddy; how you doing?" I asked with a smile as I sat on the arm of the couch.
"Studying." He answered simply.
"Cool..." I said, hoping he would've actually talked to me.
Deciding the silence was too awkward, I wanted to leave.
"...whelp, I'ma go study in my room." I told him as I stood back up and walked to my room.
After I walked into my room I shut the door and sat at my desk to write in my notebook and reread my notes.
-Russia's POV-
Wed 2:52 PM
Shit, I'm really tired.
Standing up off the couch, I closed my notebook and walked to the kitchen.
I should eat something, but the thought of it makes me feel nauseous.
I'll try and eat some blueberries.
Opening the fridge, I grabbed the box of blueberries and set them on the counter.
After I sat the blueberries down, I reached into the cabinet above the counter and grabbed a small bowl.
Setting the bowl down, I put a handful of blueberries in it then put them back in the fridge.
After that, I grabbed my bowl, walked back into the living room, and sat down.
Setting the blueberries down, I grabbed my phone and put on some music.
I like to listen to music while I eat; I get less grossed out.
I was sitting quietly eating when the song got to a part that made me laugh.
"Do a beer run and flip off a cop." I sang to myself quietly with a small smile.
"Girls give me props, and they're on my jock!" I heard America yell, causing me to jump.
"Dude!" I shouted, whipping my head up to look at him.
"What? It's a good song." He said with a shrug and a stupid smile as he walked up to the couch and plopped down.
"Were you just standing there and watching me?" I asked annoyed with his audacity.
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