Song: Movement by Hozier
This song is a VIBE-
Also I'm sorry that I haven't posted in a while, I keep binge watching YouTube videos
Anyway warning: Strip clubs and weird detailed descriptions that I regret writing
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A yawn escaped the tired Filipino while he tidied up his desk. He looked at the time, then suddenly grinned and grabbed both an empty string bag and his suitcase.
"You're leaving already?" Russia asked. Phil shrugged.
"I gotta take care of my brother, you know? He can't handle Canada's weather," Philip explained as the other sighed and nodded.
"Well, I hope he gets better. Take care," Philip nods and leaves the room, unaware of the pair of eyes watching him leave. Once the door slammed shut, Russia sighed and turned back to his paper. "It's strange, isn't?"
Russia didn't look back up at the Chinese as he was continuing work. "What's strange?" He responded.
China picked up his cup of tea. "That Martial is apparently sick until now. With Philip's care, he should be healed since last week."
"Maybe it was worse than you think," The Russian replied with a bit of sass. China chuckled at this and swatted his hand. "Maybe."
Another silence filled the office, and one was thinking to himself, while the other peacefully sips his tea.
Russia remembered how exhausted Philip seems to be ever since they arrived here at Canada. Was Canada, or any other country, giving him extra work?
"Do you notice how tired he seems?" Russia asked before drinking his mug of coffee.
"Aren't we all," China chuckled. "But yes, he seems very lifeless when he does his job, and he becomes a little too happy when he's dismissed."
Russia leaned back at his seat and crossed his arms. That was what's suspicious too, Philip looks very dreaded when he comes to start the day, but as the day progresses to the end of work, Philip becomes suspiciously excited.
The Russian closed his eyes and shook his head, he shouldn't dwell on it too much. He shouldn't be bothered that Phil has something hidden.
China on the other hand, realised something peculiar. Philip sometimes brings that string bag, and even tries to hide it from them, as if he was ashamed.
Why would you need an empty string bag?
And Phil has suspiciously a lot of money to donate to his homeland and random homeless people here in Canada.
Come to think of it, hasn't China seen Philip enter a strip club? He didn't bother to ask and tease about it since Martial warned him not to. Plus, China goes to some too.
The Chinese puts a hand on his chin, when a rather disturbing idea popped up. Slowly, a sly smile crept up his lips as he grabbed his phone and searched directions to that same strip club.
"Well, I'll be taking my dismissal. See you soon," China bids. Russia nods, noticing that the only thing the Chinese took was his wallet.
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The night has enveloped the whole sky, but it still wasn't enough to silence the busy people roaming around. Russia was among those people, trying to find the bar named 'Charity'.
China said that he's appointing a meeting there. Russia wanted to bail on it, but China has already made a reservation for him, which annoyed him the most.
