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"Awkward"

"Now your just here as a bodyguard, don't try anything"

"I won't alright unless your in trouble boss"

"I'll be fine Indrina (IA)"

Indrina stayed quiet. There was no point in trying to argue with Indiran (India). She was inherently grumpy for the rest of the trip. Indiran was going to go have a meeting and talk with his rival Pakiza, formally known as Pakistan. He had brought Indrina for extra protection and security.

"What am supposed to do here then?" Indrina complained.

"Go talk to someone else or stay quiet." he simply replied.

They were waiting for someone to escort them inside the building to meet with Pak. In about a few seconds some bodyguard humans came to accompany them inside. Indiran shot Indrina a look to behave and they both walked inside.

The meeting was private and so nobody knew about the meetings going on. The two bitter rivals never agreed to any agreement but they still tried to talk it out as neither of them liked the prospect of war and nuclear annellation.

So they finally reached into the meeting room where Pak was waiting. She was with her own Army Parvez (PA). They seemed to be having a deep conversation before Parvez walked out of the room upon their arrival.

"Rude" Indrina thought as Parvez left the room.

"Hello India" Pak greeted.

"Hello Pakistan" Indiran greeted back.

"Should we start?"

"Yes we may"

The meeting started. Both of them tried to sound civil so the other wouldn't get pissed off. They sounded monotone, almost no emotion, they both emotion as a sign of weakness and they definitely didn't want to show it to each other.

Indrina on the other hand, was started to get bored. Both of them were talking like Shakespeare and nothing interesting was happening. She was half tempted to cause trouble on purpose but Indiran would yell at her. So she decided to leave the room.

She walked around the halls for a bit. They were long and empty. It felt surreal. She mostly skipped past the rooms, others were locked. Until she entered a room where a person was sitting on a desk reading a book.

"Uhhh..." Indrina said abruptly.

The stranger didn't bother to look up the person who entered the room. Indrina took a closer inspection of his face to see that it was Parvez from earlier. Indrina smirked. She could pass the time by messing with Parvez.

"Hello Parvez~" she called out to him. He didn't answer.

"Hmph! A bit rude don't you think?" she pouted.

Parvez finally looked up from his book. He gave a quick bored glance before turning back to his book. Showing that he was not interested in what she had to say.

"Come on, just say something at least!" she said and she walked towards him.

"What's so important that you can't even answer to ME." she emphasized the me part.

"What do you need Indrina?" Parvez asked without looking away from his book

Indrina was still pouty by the fact that he wasn't even looking at her. Parvez was always hard to deal with given his serious boomer type personality. It was annoying how he managed to anger her without even doing anything.

"Whatcha readin?" she asked as she peered over him trying to see.

"Crossed Swords by Shuja Nawaz" he said.