Missing Piece

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Philippines POV

Walking my way to the café and saw china... ' that ching chong is here too.. ' i tried my best to ignore him

Ever since he tries to invade my country I looked at him as my antagonist, my past times we're tough and I'm very thankful that I have friends that understands me

I opened the café door the pastry hit my nose like a bunch of flower

Though there was a long line but I decided to wait anyways, I walked towards the line then suddenly got pushed by some woman

"I was here first d*mb@$$" She looks like an American ' Of course she's an American '

is this how Ame's people naturally act? I know some are just a karen and some are just forgiving and blah blah
I sighed and went behind her I pulled out my phone and started listening to music as the line slowly moves forward

She looks back at me with a disgusted look " change your looks, you look like trash " I widened at her

" Excuse me ma'am I think you shouldn't bother how people should look, and that dress your wearing looks even worse, it shows almost private parts of your body. " A sudden familiar voice defended me

" and clearly he was first in line " it was Bela, who thought I would see one of Russia's sister I smiled warmly " ugh who cares, do I even know you? "

The woman turned her disgusted lookes over to Bela " thats right, do you even know him don't act like your his mother " Bela said at the other in front of her

" be careful who you pick a fight with b*tch " The woman threw her first at Bela but quickly dodges it

The security went towards us " I think I've seen enough ma'am, you are banned out of this café, for being such hostile "the security said " not mentioning of how many times you we're reported of almost making a woman lose her child "

The security took her away then everything was normal " hey thank you Bela " I thanked her " Your welcome, hey about the past... " I smiled softly at her "shh, its all in the past, besides that Chinese freak didn't even have feelings for me"

We then talked and ordered our drinks and biscuits, not gonna lie seeing Bela was just my luck she was a bit clumsy tho but still the 3rd bravest out of the 4 siblings

I used to hangout with uncle Soviets children when we were kids, but now I rarely get to see them myself heck not even a small talk

I

understand when you gotta make sacrifice you have to if not then suffer
(Kagaya ng jowa mong iniwanan ka lang-)