PANIC ROOM - Country humans

PANIC ROOM - Country humans

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Country Humans
Realmente hace mucho no escribo pero me llego una oleada de inspiración, así que aquí estoy con otra historia, en esta habrán: peleas, secuestros, quienes hallan leído un capitulo de otra historia mía sabrá como es mi forma de escribir, aquí no habrá una pareja en concreto o siquiera se si habrá algo romántico, en ocasiones se saldrán de los personajes que muchos se acostumbraron (Alemania siendo tímido, Rusia siendo protector, entre otras cosas.)
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