I was sitting silently writing my fanfiction when I heard a knock at the door. Quickly I shut my laptop and went to answer it. Who I found at the door was America. I was about to say no to whatever he wanted then I remembered my need to punch him.
So I let him in. I really regret it. So really regret it......
Right now I just want to roll up into a ball and roll far away. I don't even know what America was doing anymore. All I did know was that my hand was in a fist ready to punch him in the face. If I did it now no one would know.
Am I really debating myself here? I should wait for when he tires himself out. Or maybe now while he's distracted. I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder and my ear ringing from his loud voice.
"Dude, check this out," he took out a movie, "I have a movie that I think you would love." I doubt it.
"And what movie could that be?"
"You'll see." He replied. I sigh and went along with whatever he was up to.
LE TIME SKIP
I bit my lip trying not to cry. Why? Why did someone make this? I kept my expression blank. I liked the movie for once. America had his face in a pillow with small sobs being let out from time to time. I understood why.
I gave him an awkward pat on back. I feel bad now.
"America are you okay?" I managed to say. He didn't answer but considering I could hear a few muffled noises I think he was trying to answer.
Now that I think about it. I question America's history. It's so sad and the fact that he had to live through that must have been hard. Now him watching a movie about that probably brought up some sad memories.
Sh-should I hug him?
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Hahaha cliff hanger! Oh and the movie they watched was 12 years a slave. one of the best movies I've ever watched.
Small question: Do you think he should hug America?