Depressed Italy x Germany

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Italy's pov(I watched the sub so I'm not familiar with 've' and stuff so I'm sorry I'm not gonna do that)

Another world meeting huh? For gods sake how many are there gonna be? Why do I even go? Why do I have to go? It's not like I'm gonna be useful there anyway. All I do is 'space out.' Pretty useless right?

I kept thinking to myself until I passed out on the bed.

I slowly opened my eyes, revealing my dark room. I felt so tired, even though I slept enough hours. My arms felt sore from all the damage I have done to it. Although it didn't surprise me. I opened my curtains, letting the sun brighten up my room. I remembered that there was going to be a world meeting today. Since I knew I was going to be late as always, I tried to enjoy my breakfast while I can. But I couldn't, everything tasted yucky. I ran to the bathroom and puked all the food out. Sigh... another breakfast wasted. That food didn't need to be wasted on me anyways. I gulped down some water and walked to my room. I put on my clothes for the world meeting and started to head to the meeting.

Time skip

I stood there, waiting to turn the doorknob, but I didn't want to. I didn't want to be here. As usual, I started to prepare myself, plastering on the usual Italy smile. I obnoxiously turned the doorknob, opening the door, and jumping to Germany. "Italy you're late!" Called Germany. "Aah I'm so sorry Germany! For some reason my alarm didn't work and I didn't want to waste the pasta that I had prepared for breakfast!" I said as I was clinging on Germany. "Fine but be late one more time and I'll make your training a lot harder than last time." Germany warned me. "Yes sir!!" I obnoxiously agreed. For a moment, I accidentally opened my eyes, locking contact with Germany.

When the war is over...
I'll definitely come and see you..

You liar....

No, please, anything but that memory. He's long gone now! I can't get upset just because... of a broken promise. Germany isn't Holy Rome. He's not Holy Rome. They just look alike, he's already been long gone.
Italy
Is this what I get for trusting others? No.. it's because I'm weak isn't it? If only I was stronger... then I could've helped him. He could've been alive if I was stronger. I wish I agreed with him, being part of the Roman Empire, then, we could've died together.
Italy...
Italy!!!

"Italy!"

"Huh?" My voice cracked. I felt my cheeks getting wet. Am I crying? I slowly snapped back to reality, where I attended the world meeting. "Italy!" Germany tried to snap me out of it. I quickly closed my eyes and looked down. "... are you okay? You were suddenly spacing out and crying!" Germany panicked. "Oh uh hehe I'm fine Germany! You just reminded me of someone that's all, hmhm!" I giggled. "Ok whatever you say Italy." Germany said, eyeing me suspiciously before turning around to yell at all the other countries. Can't you even try and take a closer look towards me? Am I not needed here? Do you even care about me?