𝑬𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 (𝙷𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚡 𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚞𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

#10 || 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥

|| I've been distracted--

aNimE aLl dAy AnImE aLl NiGhT

AnImE uNtIl I dIe cUz iM A lOsEr (literally)

Corona/COVID19 whatever the fuck is it, because of you, my introvert ass is shaking. Many ppl (such as fam or fren) questioning me if I'm still alive since I ain't online on my social medias for the half of the quarantine days, but jokes on them, I could live without internet.

(Srsly, there's no service in my area, you had to go outside to get some connection)

|| That afternoon

"YOU-- WHAT!? I SENT YOU SOME PICTURES YOU OBVIOUSLY KNOW HOW SHE LOOKED LIKE STILL, WHY DID YOU LET HER GO!?"

Obviously, Sam was right.

It's been 10 minutes passed and Sam was even more ballistic than ever. In case you're wondering, why her boss doesn't want to do the hunt? Well, he's an enemy to the public eye, a rebelled royalty. He cannot just go out, act like a fucking tourist as killers are also after his head.

And America is just goof as ever, he likes things to make it harder so it could be like an adventure to him. He likes thrill, just like in the movies, you had to make a dumb decision making mistake then the character itself got to find a way to solve the math problem. Simple.

But not to our wicked ingenue.

"Come on Sammie, don't be so pesky about it! Plus! I'm not going to force a girl to come with me!"

Sam huffed, America stood still teasing the woman with just his gaze to her hand.

She rolled her eyes, then looks away to the horizon that can be seen by the balcony window, hiding her hands from the teasing american.

"The one who speak carrying that girl insisting to buy her some clothes."

Then the brit chimed in, another roll of eyes to the American whilst puffed a smoke from his cigar.

"Are your panties in a twist?"

France spoke, couldn't take the tension radiating off around, putting his hand on his forehead sitting across the Scottish man who's been reloading magazines just in case on battling spree with enemies.

"Shut it!"

Came out from the woman snapped in a blink of an eye, her eyes went orange to hue of red so was her hair too. Floor crackled, things shaking violently, and lights went dim in a matter of seconds.

"Calm down Sam. . . if ye don't I dare you."

Scotland warned with his wand ready aimed at Sam, non magic countries were just like looking at them in confusion.

"Vell, America, jou're zhe last one vho met her, do jou have anything zhat may lead vhere she could possibly heading to?"

Germany asked, trying to extract out some might be useful information to track down the girl since they had no time.  America wondered, put his hand on his chin to think for a moment.

"Uhm, that night, she said she's late for the last train that arrives in probably an hour that time. So I looked up on the schedule and she's heading to......."

All of them impatiently waited for the American to answer, Sam nearly ripped her hair off of her scalp because she didn't had no time to pace out.

"LONDON!"

With the answer, Sam felt something strange, she snapped out of her thoughts and went focus on her surroundings.

"Oh merlin."