Chapter 4: "I'm eating here!"
Beep. Beep. Beep-
Canada rolled over in his bed. He did not have the motivation to get up. Nor did he have the energy too. So he laid in his bed for several minutes. Until eventually he had to get up for work.
Canada rolled out of bed and started his morning off terribly by stubbing his toe. He continued with his normal routine. He even had time for a quick breakfast before heading off to work. Why not wear this hat? He thought, and so he did.
Ding! The bell on the door went.
Canada looked up, and not surprisingly it was Greece, Albania, and Macedonia. "Hey Clementine!" Greece greeted.
"What would you like to order?"
"The usual." Albania smiled at Canada.
Canada started working on their drinks as the trio talked about school schedules. And that was how Canada learned that the three were going the UN University.
Well, isn't that fantastic.
He slid the cups down to the three.
"What about you Clementine? Are you going to school?" Albania grinned, hoping to get an answer out of the boy.
"I don't know." Was what they got.
"You don't know?" Macedonia raised his eyebrow.
"I don't know." He lied again to their face.
"How do you.. not know?" Albania asked.
"Mm.." Canada's voice, once again left him.
Ding!
Two people came in. A young lady and a man. They gave Canada their order before sitting down.
They sat in a booth where talked and smiled.
Canada could only watch as he made their drinks. Sometimes, he wished he had what they had.
My single ass could never.
That night, Canada had made a trip to the library. He had to close the shop a bit early though. He worked on the libraries computers to make a Now Hiring! sign.
He had made 32 copies, and later that night had hung every single one of them.
While Canada walked down the dimly lit streets, he came upon a garbage dump. He heard rattling and noises from it and froze. After a moment or two, a small cat like figure jumped out. Canada flinched back in fear, staring into the dark alley. He squinted to see what had jumped out.
Raccoon? Yeah raccoon. Wait no cat. Yeah it's a cat.
Wait, now it doesn't look like a cat. Raccoon?
Canada took a step back when the raccoon cat came into the light. Oh yup that's a raccoon. The raccoon eyed Canada, holding a half eaten burger. It gave him a look as if it was saying "Oi! I'm eating here!" With a New York accent.
Canada tipped his hat and left.
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Yeah, chapters may be a little short. Sorry about that. I'll try making them longer.

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