Hong Kong
Click
Click
Click
BANG
I got my 1800s shotgun working and accidentally shot my phone.
'Good thing I can fix it' I sighed mentally. Some police's came, which was The UNs
"Why do you still have a 80s shotgun?"
"Is there a problem sir stupid?"
'Smoke bomb knew it' I quickly used my wings to block their smoke.
"ehhhhhh— oh"
Blackness
Singapore
BANG!
The phone, it just literally, got cut off
No I got cut off
Now face paint
"Hong Kong! Take me to the casino NOWWWW"
I quickly jumped just as I got my face paint on.
"Oh hey singa, why the hell is my oldest brother?"
"Uhmmmm—"
'He can't know I'm British Singapore......." I thought
"He is out for a walk"
"Oh, then can you take me to one then" the Macanese teen asked with his puppy eyes
"FINE!"
"thank you"
'Where are you Hong Kong. Why did you cut me off, where are you?' I thought
Hong Kong
"Is so weird, like, When I tell him to come, he won't, but if you tell, he will"
"Yes china, I know , dunno why tho"
"Next time help me okay Taiwan?"
"Yes finee"
I opened my eyes slowly, and after realising I'm in the freakin' un building, I screamed.
I got up, pulling my gun out
———
I'm out, I'm lazy a