Third Person POV
When Russia left America sighed and flopped on the bed. "God that was the worst first impression ever!" He said and started to dig his nails in his arm. He quickly removed his nails from his arm when he heard a knock on the door.
"Uh come in?" He said and looked at the door curious. New Zealand opens the door and waved hi to America. America smiled and said "hi NZ!" New Zealand, just smiled back and went over to America and hugged him. "Can we stay the night?" He asked.
America hugged back and looked at him. "Sure! If the Russian let's us". "Let's you do what?" Russia said walking into the room and handed America the plate of food. "My brother was just wondering if we can stay the night?" America said taking the plate from Russia.
Russia stood there and thought for a minute and nodded. "Ya sure I don't see why not" New Zealand smiled and nodded and ran out of the room. Russia just changed at the little country's reaction. America smiled and started to eat.
"Thanks for everything your doing Russki" America said, he was half way done with the plate. Russia looked super at the country and how fast he could eat. America soon finished and put the plate on the bedside table. Russia, just nodded and looked at his phone.
Russia's POV
'He hasn't texted me in a while' I look at America and smiled, "I'm gonna go out for a bit, of my siblings need anything tell them I'm outside" I said as I walk out the room.
As I walk I hear an ok, from America. I walk downstairs and go outside, in the backyard. It's nice and quiet out here then anywhere else in our house.
Russia
StripesHey Stripes its been a long time since we talk uh?
Oh hey, drunky! How has it been? And ya it has been like what a year? Since we talked
Hahaha very funny, it has not been a year at all, and I have been good you?
Yes it has and same old same old and y u no use the short versions of the words?
Why dont you use the hole word? It's like only 2 or 3 letters more
I'm lazy you know this
Lol ya sorry, what are you doing right now?
Nothing just chilling at a other countries house, so cant do any thing wild
Lol, which friend are you at?
I haven't talked about them to you yet, I just barely talk to them too
Then why are you spending a night at there house? You usually dont do anyway like that
I know it's just my brother asked me if we can stay the night and its pretty late, and I really dont want to walk home with my brothers in the middle of the night.
Russia nodded and smiled, but thought a little. 'Funny, America's brother asked to stay the night' but Russia just shook his head, 'there not related, America, seems to be more energetic while stripes is-stop! There not related, you just want to meet him' I thought and go back to my phone.
Hehehe ya, ok, but talk to you later? I need to go
Lol ya sure see ya drunky
Haha talk to ya stripes night
Night
I put my phone into my pocket and go back inside. It's quite and I look around the place, and check on my siblings. Everyone is I'm their beds, but Belarus. I go into the living room to see Belarus, with the American twin brothers. I really dont know there names, but I know one of them always hung out with Belarus, since they got here.
I smile and look at the three of them, "dont go to sleep you three, we have school tomorrow" I said, they looked at me and nodded. I smiled and nodded at them and went upstairs.
I walk back upon into my room, to see the the American sleeping on my bed. I smiled a little and put my sheets over him so he doesn't get cold. I stretch and grab a pillow and blanket from my closet and put it on the ground.
I turn off the lights and lied down on the ground, and passed out.
I am sorry this chapter is a bit short, I just didnt really feel like starting the next day with 300 words left to write with
Thanks for everyone who's reading this by the way! It helps me motivate myself to continue writing! =þ
Lol almost forgot about the word count
Word count 777
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