Social Anxiety! America AU

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Hi lovelies! I found this and now there's a one-shot about it. Hope you enjoy.

'Too much, too much, too much.' Alfred felt dead on his feet, tired of people, tired of talk, just tired. He needed to take a break but the rest of the week was booked with world meetings. He needed to leave, it was too much. 'Too much, too much, too much.'

Canada saw his panic and leaned over to him whispering, "Are you alright America? You don't look so good..."

He pulled a quick smile looking convincing as he could, "I'm okay dude! Why wouldn't I be!"

The Canadian raised an eyebrow, "Is it dress up time?"

The relief in his eyes was evident, "Please."

Matthew smiled a bit. "Okay, I'll cause a distraction and you can slink out to the bathrooms. I'll meet you there in 5."

"Thank you."

Canada scanned the table for his target. Sneaking over to England he did the best French accent he could muster, "Oh, Angleterre~" and waited for the chaos to begin.

(Time skip brought by England punching Franny, and German trying to do crowd control)

Alfred smiled in relief when Matthew entered the bathroom. He tossed his duffle bag full spare clothes to Matthew and got one in return. Changing quickly they both snuck back in. And America was happy to let the attention off him for now.

A one shot I found a prompt on which I can't find currently. I hope y'all enjoyed it!

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