A light-hearted short novel about a post-apocalyptic world where bonds and memories are highly valued.

Massachusetts absolutely dreads state meetings. They are boring, slow, and headache inducing. He hopes to get in and get out without any fights. Unfortunately, New York sat beside him. This would've been fine if he would stop pestering him mid-meeting. The two rarely are on good terms. Right before Massachusetts heads out to return to his boring life in Boston, his good friend, Rhode Island, stops him and begs him to attend a party for the Original Thirteen Colonies that New York is hosting. Rhode Island is the only state that Massachusetts told about his condition, so he believes it will help Mass if he gets out of his house and hangs out with the others. or will it? CW: swearing is present This is a story concerning my Hetalia state OC's. It will get a little angst because of what I plan to write and that I will use this as a vent of my feelings and stress via character building. It might be a little inconsistent since I will change some things later. This is my first fanfic-like story so I hope any readers enjoy it! ^^ Thumbnail art is mine :3

Cant wait to look back on this and cringe myself back into the hole which this was made in

the boy is on his bike going round and round