Finally, their presidents and leaders came in after their separate meeting, pulling them out. They all yelled goodbye to each other in their horrid drunk voices. Everyone left quickly. Canada ran a hand through his hair as he was the last one left. He picked up the bottles strewn across the floor and threw them away. He chuckled a bit to himself. "Let's see how they react to this when they're sober tomorrow."
((Okay, I'm out of ideas, so I'm ending this! This was really fun to do, thank you all for the 131k reads! I appreciate you all so much, thank you! I'm going to be writing a lot more, so comment some book ideas, prompts or anything at all you want! Thank you all so much and I'll see you next time!
~Cana))