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(basically Philip went to America for some deals and businesses for his country's support and economy)

PHILIPPINES POV

America
Time: 8:50

' 3 more days ' I smiled to myself, I finally got to see my 'family' I flopped down to my bed and opened my phone

Le country group

Mindo is typing...

Estonia: You men have no right!

Minudo: It's not like it was our fault

Craine is typing...

I looked at my phone with disappointment ' what are they fighting about now? ' I sighed and looked over to my left shoulder which still had my wound mark to this day it had never disappeared

I've been keeping this a secret from everyone this wound mark was from when the Spaniards attacked my country it was slashed deeply by a sword

'ring' ring'

' huh? '

My phone started to ring someone was calling, of course, I answered it

"pizza delivery in service how may I help you?" I jokingly said

" I would like to have a pepperoni make it extra cheesy " the other person responded

" That would be 14.5$ thank you " the person on the other line chuckled

" Alright lets end this Phil... When are you coming home? You know how much we miss you. "

" 3 more days Malay " I responded

" Hey Indo! Sorry Estonia and Indo are fighting gotta go "

" What are they- " Malay then hung up after it, wow didn't even get a chance to ask

I glanced over my clock ' wow its already 9? ' I then switched off my device and turned off my lamp I tucked myself and got comfortable

DATE: Jan 21, 2023
Time: 6:50

' Mm.. Sakit... '

My back was killing me, it was like I was pricked with a million cactus ' did I sleep the wrong way? '...

*having flashbacks of how he slept of his back the wrong way*

' eh. ' I shrugged and went on my day

I got dressed and went to a nearby café it wasn't that far like 12 minutes before getting there which means 1 km

' ̶T̶a̶e̶n̶a, ̶a̶y̶a̶w ̶k̶o ̶m̶a̶g ̶l̶a̶k̶a̶d '

I sighed and started to walk even tho its tiring

(Is this why russians never skips leg day? ಠಿ_ಠ )

Walking pass trees and ah traffic jams... I can already imagine the hell traffic way back home infact I can already detail it

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Alright this is the end umm god how long was I supposed to publish this 9 days, idk if its just me or my brain isn't working properly.

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