And I lie awake--
Who: America and whoever
When: early in the week I guess
Where: the biodome
Summary: America has lost his brother. Naturally he's not happy about this. So he's sitting and trying not to think about it, which is failing miserably.
Rating: PG-13 I guess
Warnings: angst, sad countries, probably cursing?
[America isn't really moving. He's sitting by the stream, back against a tree, watching the water flow by with blank blue eyes.
Canada is gone. The bunkbed in his room is gone. It's a single bed with no giant Canadian flag on a sheet hanging down one side, and no makeshift hockey stick leaning on the wall, and no small plant brought in to brighten the place up. The maple syrup bottle is half-empty on his desk, which is not their desk, because there is no more "their" because Canada is gone.
The grass beside his curled fist is a flecked pile of debris, because he can't stop ripping it up. And his eyes are suspiciously red-rimmed.]
When: early in the week I guess
Where: the biodome
Summary: America has lost his brother. Naturally he's not happy about this. So he's sitting and trying not to think about it, which is failing miserably.
Rating: PG-13 I guess
Warnings: angst, sad countries, probably cursing?
[America isn't really moving. He's sitting by the stream, back against a tree, watching the water flow by with blank blue eyes.
Canada is gone. The bunkbed in his room is gone. It's a single bed with no giant Canadian flag on a sheet hanging down one side, and no makeshift hockey stick leaning on the wall, and no small plant brought in to brighten the place up. The maple syrup bottle is half-empty on his desk, which is not their desk, because there is no more "their" because Canada is gone.
The grass beside his curled fist is a flecked pile of debris, because he can't stop ripping it up. And his eyes are suspiciously red-rimmed.]