drunk day

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End of chapter inspired by theexoticbutters

Soviet's pov:

(I was on my way to the bar when I thought I saw someone I know run in to the bar
Probably not it's a small bar on the corner of town
America sometimes comes in to annoy me I HATE HIM)

I walk in to the bar to see almost no-one
I see a few counties sitting in one corner and a lone country in the other
I sit down and get the usual 3 vodkas

I see the lone country walk over and sit a stool away from me at the bar he gets 2 whiskeys he looks tired
"Do you come here often?" I ask
"Yea" he replies in a tired voice
"I swear I've seen you before" I say
"You probably have during a meeting -well one of the meetings I actually turned up to"he replies
"Oh" I say
One of the countries in the corner yell something at the country sitting at the bar something like go to hell on-one likes you
This makes him sad
"What's your name" I ask to try to cheer him up
"Britain.. and you" he replies sad and tired
"Soviet" I reply
Britain checks the time
"Oh god it's late I hope I haven't missed the last train!" He says frantically
"I'll walk with you it can be dangerous this late at night"
"It's fine" he says in a rush
"I insist" I reply
We pay and run out the bar

They run for a bit
When all of a sudden Britain gets pulled into an alleyway

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