Elevator Music (Rusame)

╭──╯ . . . . .𝓖𝓞𝓞𝓓𝓑𝓨𝓔. . . . . ╰──╮

I stared blankly out of my window, cigarette in hand. I saw that Japan had texted me, but I decided not to answer it. My mind was whirring frantically, I couldn't accept it. How could I be fantasising about that communist scum! I can't fancy him, he's an insufferable, lying, cheating, conniving piece of shit. We're supposed to be enemies for Christ's sake! But instead, I'm here, fucking fraternising, no. FLIRTING with him and pinning him against walls and buttering him up like I was some slut. As if I wasn't the reason for his father's death in '91. What in god's good name is wrong with me?! Do I just have no standards anymore? I paced around my room knocking thing off tables and making a mess. I was so blinded by rage that I almost knocked over a picture of my first ever McDonalds opening. I looked at it for a while, it reminded me of better days. I collapsed onto the floor and dug my face into my knees, if I've gone crazy it's now that I have noticed...I thought I was supposed to hate him.

I was so confused, I removed my stupid sunglasses from my eyes and placed them on my head, I was shocked from the light change. I blinked a few times to adjust, and I pulled out a box hidden somewhere in my room and opened it. On top was a photo of a younger Russia and I, I had my arm wrapped around his neck a smile decorating both our faces, I examined Russia's face. I always thought dimples suited him. We were both wearing poorly crafted space suits with fish bowls for helmets, I smiled, and I felt a tear at the corner of my eye. I batted it away and I held the picture close to my chest. Maybe... it's time to say goodbye to the past.

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I caught my head from drooping while listening to UN talk. I hated meetings with a passion, they were so pointless. I've come the conclusion that it's actually a torture method used to brainwash countries. Luckily, I caught onto this like the genius I am and refused to be indoctrinated. I caught a glimpse of Russia in my peripheral vision, he seemed to be looking down at his phone. He then glanced up at me and showed me his phone screen. I internally gasped, it was the most horrifyingly ugliest picture of me yawning. Well that certainly shocked me awake.

Finally, we were let loose from UN's grasp, and I at once pulled Russia over to a corner. "You better delete that picture, if you don't want me to pull an NK." He looked at me smugly, "but I like the picture. It brings out your..." He pondered over what to say. "Your inner self. Mean and ugly." I gritted my teeth and pulled him by the collar, he turned his head away smirking. "You wipe that smug look off your damn face ya hear." He laughed at me, and I was about to punch him when I heard Japan's voice. I loosened my grip slightly which allowed Russia to escape. "Your girlfriend's calling you, better go check it out." He teased, "she's not my girlfriend you bastard."

I walked up to Japan, "Oh! America." She seemed a little on edge, but she later relaxed a little. "You didn't answer any of my texts yesterday and I got worried." She fiddled with her thumbs, her eyes darting all over the place. She pulled me into her office so we could talk more there.

"I don't really know how else to say this but. I like you America, you probably already knew and didn't want to say anything as to not hurt my feelings. And to that, I'm very grateful because I know I would have overreacted. I must be frank with you I am upset that you don't return my feelings but that's just something I have to deal with. I also want you to know that I accept you for who you are." She clasped both her hands around mine, "I would love for us to pretend none of this happened and just stay friends, I don't know what I would do if I lost you." I smiled at Japan and put my hand on her shoulder, "you talk way too much Japan." We both laughed. However, in the back of my mind I couldn't help but feel something was wrong. It was those words... everyone said it, but I didn't know why.

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I got in trouble for failing maths 😭

How the hell do people even understand it anyways??