﹒letting go of small things [philippines]

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⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : - ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ - : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .
𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄.
𝐂𝐇𝐏 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑.

‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣ɞ・・ ʚ˚̣̣̣ɞ‿︵‿︵

Indomiee,
Seriously? Come on. Dont be
such a party pooper Leste.

The better Timor
What do you mean party
pooper? Im perfectly capable
of being fun!

Bruneii
Pfft, fun alright.

Camyyy (•̀ᴗ•́)و
Ugh.. well anyway, can anyone
meet up tomorrow? Id like to
see if you'd approve of these
documents.

Indomiee,
Ask Vie, probably he'd love to
hear it.

Thai?!
Haha! Yeah, Cambodia.

Cambodia (•̀ᴗ•́)و
Arent you supposed to be sleeping ?

Phil <3
Oh you're awake also? Is the
couch comfy enough for you?

Thai?!
It's fine. Im going tomorrow
anyway, but we can go out
tomorrow.

Singa
Aww. How cute, our Thai is
going out with Phil, thats nice!
Isn't it Indo?

Phil <3
What do you mean?

Thai?!
Singa! I see him as a brother!

Indomiee,
Shut up Singa, no one cares!

Singa
Are you sure you dont care?

Timor Leste !!
Okay, let's just stop the teasing..

Phil <3
Alright, Im heading to bed...
goodnight.

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Philip awoke with a yawn, and got off the comfy bed. He tidied up the duvet and checked his phone, with a few more notifications from the group. He muttered something under his breath and opened it, it was mostly Vietnam and and Laos talking about stuff.

He sighed as he turned it off and looked at himself in the mirror,

his hair was messy, is face looked extremely tired, and his clothes were crinkled.

"God..." he mumbled, as he looked in his suitcase for some extra clothes. He was running out, but thankfully America had some extras. He took out a red shirt with a print with his country outline, with three stars around it. The thing is, he loved this shirt like it was his own offspring, it reminded him of his family friends there, he loved all of them. Sometimes he forgot they werent blood related, but he loved them all the same.
Mindanao was a different case, but she was okay to handle and she's settling in, and Philip treated her like everyone else nowadays. Usually, Martial wouldnt let Philip see her or conceal with her, but he had the chance now as the modern days flew by.

He heard some voices downstairs and figured out it could be his Asean friend and America, but there was an extra voice aswell.

He quickly changed into black joggers and the t-shirt and went downstairs.