THE BALMORAL AU[COUNTRYHUMANS]

Chapter 2. Garbage Day!

Sigh.

America woke up on the small mattress he had on the floor. He gripped at his hair running a hand through it, His hand barely made it through before getting stuck, not only that but it felt greasy.

He sat up finally before next standing up making his way back to the bathroom, same bathroom ad yesterday, same bathroom the day before that. And the day before that.. looking in the mirror, looking at his appearance he stared in the mirror before scratching his face, he shook a bit. He was in the same dirty tank top and the same dirty shorts. Not like he had much else to wear though, sold most of his shit to get his fix.

Shaking more he continued to scratch himself, who was he kidding he was disgusting, why wouldn't he be? Shaking his head he turned towards the shower and turned the water on, he's taken showers, lots and lots of then especially when he began this hellish journey of pain. America then undressed himself and felt the water x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x

About 2 minutes into the shower he was tweaking himself out again, covering the shower head with his hand only to cause it to burn his hand. " ngh- fuck that hurt- " he said to himself as he uncovered the shower head. He looked down at the water flowing off his body,  it was brown and red.

After the shower and getting redressed America went to the kitchen his eye twitching, he must've just did something because he sure was rushing around a whole lot. Surprisingly the kitchen was the cleanest in the whole place everywhere else was a complete trash heap. Whatever. America grabbed the trash and tied it up it was Sunday so might as well take the trash out right? " alright let's go ! " he walked to the front door and exited walking down the stairs to head to the outside trashcan, Ame shut the door behind him and like said headed to the can

After arriving to the can he plopped the trash into it, looking around he saw a few of his neighbors standing outside. Mexico being one of them but he was across the way from him. However he was close enough to see his face.

America saw-- disgust . Not surprising to him however he actually got that quite a lot from a lot of people , but not his fellow countrymates. At least he used to not get it from them, now it's becoming common as well.

He sighed and walked back up to his house door only to see in big letters

" E V I C T I O N N O T I C E "

Grabbing the paper he read it again. And again. and again. AND AGAIN. " WHAT THE F,-*-( " .