°▪︎. 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙻𝙾𝙶𝚄𝙴 .▪︎°

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"Your performance has been highly disappointing, Republic of the Philippines."

Here before me, are five people I wish not to see.

A voice so soft yet powerful,"But, please! Just a simple mishap doesn't out anything about the boy's good intentions!"

"Hush now, your Majesty," followed by a snarky remark in return.

"Out of all the ASEAN countries, you've been slacking off some work, dude. "

"Not to mention your tardiness for...quite some time."

Three out of five spoke the most. One defending, one against, and one actually giving me advice. Who knew, me of all people, would trigger the Security Council.

"Is he willing to handle such big responsibility on his own?"

"Unless of course he needs a little help, hm~?"

"Hush now China, " one of them said as the east-asian scoffed. "Philippines, we give you exactly one week to fix your performance.", another- no. Ser French Republic asserted, adding to the already melancholy nature of this court.

"You may now leave."

Gulped, I try to speak another work.

"Fra-" "I said leave."

"That wasn't very nice, France." The lady in the blue and white gown scolded as she eyed the European. "Now, Philipe, you may now escort yourself. The United Kingdom wishes not to see further catastrophe on the matter."

I could hear either a slight 'tsk' or a sigh from all the others. With that, I bowed, "Honorable Council, this Represen-NATION of the Philippines wishes to leave till further notice."

"Granted." Miss Britain spoke softly.

Not wanting to see more, or to be in here even longer, I rushed out of the door.

Breathing in, breathing out.

I really need a break, but it's impossible here in our office.

"Hey!" Until I heard a voice...a glimmer of hope, maybe?

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