Countryhumans (GerPol)

Time for a drive.

(Americas pov.:)

My hands slightly shake as I lift my phone up to my ear.

Russia: »How is it possible that Germany just knows this?!«

Russia's accent is now stronger than usual. I mean I do like it, but it's strange that it crosses my mind right now.

America: »Look... I don't think that it's worth arguing about HOW he did this. Because we both know that this has happened multiple times. But rather...
What the FUCK are we supposed to FUCKING DO!?«

Russia: »I don't know! You are the reason for this... ДЕРЬМО!«

America: »RUSSIA! For the the last time, it wasn't me!«

Russia: »*ArghhhHHH!*«

Russia let's out a loud grunt, wich almost sounds like a desperate wining at the end, followed by silence.

America: »Hello?«

Russia: »UGH!*Pop!*«

A loud "pop" interrupts our conversation and shoots through my ear.

America: »*Argh!* What the?!«

»This number can't be reached at the moment. Please try again later.«

America: »Huh?«

Did he just hang up on me, or...?
Usually when someone hangs up you don't get this voice massage.

I look up from my phone and throw it on my lap.

Wow... So what now? Am I just gonna sit around, or what? Did he brake his phone? It would make sense, considering his inability to control his anger issues. But,... I mean... Why? I mean yeah, you could ask yourself that exact same question every time he bursts out in anger for no reason. Though this time is something else... Right? *Ugh* I can't get my thoughts straight! Why does live have to be so complicated!? WHY!?

A loud Thunder interrupts my whining, making me instantly look to the side window. I stand up and walk towards the big window, ready to close the big curtain attached to it.

But before I can fully close it, an intrusive thought enters my mind.

Should I check up on him?...
What am I talking?! He's not even reachable, outside the world is ending, I didn't even eat breakfast yet and he probably isn't even interested in talking right now! *Sigh*

But this feeling won't go away, like if Russia was gonna die if I don't get into his danger zone...

I slightly put the curtain to the side, to take a final look at the stormy hellscape that is the outside world.

Am I really going outside for this?
Come on America! A little wind won't stop you from getting your stuff straight for once! And even though I am nervous to meet Russia right now, I will not get scared by little Russky!
Just need to figure out what to eat.
I'm to nervous to make something to satisfy my hunger. Surely there must be something left in the freezer...

I leave the curtains half closed and walk towards the kitchen, to check on my freezer. I open it expecting my immediate salvation to show itself...
Wich left me in disappointment.

*Ugh...* Ehh. I mean, leftover spoiled milk sure is edible. Don't know if it would be the be the best decision to make for today though. Well! Guess I'm gonna catch something on the way!

I take my phone of the couch and run into the bathroom again.

Can't just not brush my teeth, I need to be presentable! Apropo presentable, what am I gonna wear today?!