"Just tell me...tell me if you're remembering everything"
My head was pounding with pain as I tried to write a decent representation. I keep wondering if all this is connected, or if a little while ago, Brunei was talking about something else. I looked at the various paperwork on South Korea's desk, and sighed. "I think we won't get out of it..." I said and waited for Jaeyung Park's reply, which he kept writing incessantly. "I have finished here, Darling!" He turned to me with a brilliant smile. He was just reproaching his work. I rolled my eyes as I continued to write my presentation, which was not even halfway down the page.
"You could run away with me or stay here..." He said with a grin. The choices were two and the consequence was one. Or run away and be killed by Luciano or stay to write a lousy presentation and be killed by Luciano. My hands were sore and I was tired of writing. "Probability of dying due to a knife?" "99% out of 100" answered without taking his eyes off the sheets. Well...i'll run. "Come on Momo!" "Momo ?!" He looked at me with a shocked face and it seemed that he would kill me at times. "Yes. Exactly...don't you like it?" " NO." I chuckled and threw him a couple of crumpled sheets "I'll call you: dirty mouth." I pulled out my tongue in a grimace and with that I ran away, with Jaeyung at his heels.
We stopped in front of a bus stop, eating French fries covered with cheese sauce and drinking Coca Cola. He and I often act like teenagers looking for trouble, and I don't mind this because it's the only thing that makes me feel human. "What were you talking about?" I looked at him almost immediately, with a raised eyebrow. "Brunei?" I cut a potato chip. We had come to Italy, just when the weather was humid. Not too cold for my luck but the wind that was blowing froze you literally. At least for me.
Jaeyung did not reply in words, but instead nodded. What should I answer now? I continued to eat the chips and drink Coca Cola completely ignoring his question. I was lucky to wear black leggings, warm boots and an oversize sweatshirt, kindly offered by Jaeyung. "Aren't you cold now that you gave me your sweatshirt?" He looked at me and smiled. "Nahh! And then don't ignore my question.". He hasn't forgotten it. "I had a dream...it seemed real. I mean...like my childhood. But I don't remember anything, so..." he gave me a confused glare. "I understood something...but you really suck to explain!" " Idiot!" I threw
Cola's empty can at him. "So...if you improvise tomorrow, please, try not to suck too much." I could see a grin on his very smug face before he ran away.Idiot.
______________________________The meeting had begun. I was on the podium holding a couple of sheets, where half of them had nothing but stupid drawings. "Well Philippines, you can start." Luciano said as he moved to the side. I have written almost nothing...sucks. From a distance I could see Jaeyung's grin. Idiot. "So...t-the main problem of my country is poverty. And-and I thought that...that..." I looked at all the countries that were staring at me confusedly. But the punching face of Allen and Jaeyung could be seen from miles. "Philippines." Luciano got up from his seat. "You made a presentation, right?"
Fuck. I'm in the shit.
"S-sure." "Let me see the sheets." He went on the podium. I hid the papers behind my back. "What the fuck -..." i heard the countries laughing in the background. "Philippines, let me see the sheets." "NO." "PHILIPPINES". "NOOO!" all the countries burst out laughing at that point. Allen resumed the scene with Jaeyung, Matt, Lutz, Kuro and Flavio next to him. And all six laughed like madmen. "I warn you Philippines." The following scene was the most embarrassing of my life. Luciano tried to tear the sheets from my hand but I slid forward, knocking down both Luciano and me, and slammed my forehead and nose against his forehead.
Everyone in the room laughed like crazy.
Luciano would have killed me.
"It's all your fault Clara! I told you not to explain too much crap!" I heard Jaeyung's voice and then his manic laugh. Shitty day and Luciano who wants to kill me.
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