•I Met You At A Party...?• : America x Russia: Discontinued

Chapter 8

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May Be Sensitive?
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America heard the scream from the bathroom.
Poland..? No. Ukraine...Wait.. Both maybe?

He rushed out of the restroom to see what the commotion was, he saw Germany, Poland, and Ukraine, surrounded by about 20-30 other countries Poland was off to the left holding his head, America was able to see blood dripping

What did I miss??

Ukraine was off to the right holding their cheeks where spots of red and black were appearing? The two were trying to stay calm and not scream.
Between the two was Germany with a look in his eyes, the kind of look when someone insults your family and options.

"MY DAD DID A LOT WRONG! BUT HE WAS...SO. YOUNG,..." He paused for a moment to catch his breath. "He was twelve, just fuck off."

Poland looked over to the German and mumbled "You're just as bad as him. And you're what, 148 or so?"

He walked off into the crowd away from the other who had pure murder in their eyes

Ukraine seemed to calm and also had dissapered into the crowd

America decided he would go to see if Poland was okay, even if he was still in a drunken state.

He saw the shorter laying on a nearby couch bleeding onto the floor not giving a shit.

"Hey are you okay..?"

"....yea Definitely"

America sighed and laid his back kingside the couch where Poland was in silence.

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New Zealand P.O.V
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He began to become sleepy so they decide to enter a bedroom to relax. Laying down upon the bed, became comfy. Closing their eyes he relaxed and yawned, but in a flash he felt weight on the bed then his legs. He shot up in a moment

"What The-?" He saw Taffy, Wales.

"U-uh...What are you doing here-??"

"Well..it's a party..I can go where ever" they smiled and collapsed onto the bigger country, falling asleep. Kiwi had no engery to deal with this so they just laid back down and passed out.

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Yeah, I know it's short but I broke my fingers on my right hand Soo...
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