[ closed/completed ] when i wake up, the dream isn't done
[WHO] hellyesamerica and crymogaea
[WHERE] Meriken's room.
[WHEN] After this super-long thread.
[ABOUT] The morning after Iceland fell asleep in Meriken's bed. Chaos ensues.
[WARNINGS] Yelling, the abuse of the word "hero", probably riot and some destroying. You know...those troubles Meriken cause. She should have her own rating. For now I'm going to say: M for Meriken. Not Mature.
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It was never Iceland's intention to fell asleep in anyone's bed, much less hers. He could have ask her to postpone their meeting tomorrow, but you know, Meriken was Meriken, and no one can doubt her. Her words was pretty much law, at least to her. In all honesty, she was even more obnoxious and violent than the America he know, but she kept sticking to him like someone glued her, much to his chagrin. He tried his best to avoid obnoxious people, but since he has horrible luck, they followed him around and seemed to take pleasure in his complaints and annoyance. He couldn't even choose, which one is better, her or Belarus. Denmark wasn't here anymore, so he did not count.
Well, at least she didn't try to wake him up. Or worse, yelled at him for falling asleep on her precious bed. She probably would continue her unpleasant lecture about his broken arm tomorrow morning. Why did she care in the first place anyway. She only cared about herself, right? But then again, he might be wrong.
The rays of sunbeam permeated the room through the curtains, and the only thing he can thought of is God, why is it morning already I'm still tired. The fight was exhausting and he felt drained after that. The thought of Meriken's upcoming rage hasn't crossed his mind yet, so he rolled over to the other side, trying to avoid the sunbeams and obviously, back to sleep. It's too damn early to wake up.
[WHERE] Meriken's room.
[WHEN] After this super-long thread.
[ABOUT] The morning after Iceland fell asleep in Meriken's bed. Chaos ensues.
[WARNINGS] Yelling, the abuse of the word "hero", probably riot and some destroying. You know...those troubles Meriken cause. She should have her own rating. For now I'm going to say: M for Meriken. Not Mature.
---
It was never Iceland's intention to fell asleep in anyone's bed, much less hers. He could have ask her to postpone their meeting tomorrow, but you know, Meriken was Meriken, and no one can doubt her. Her words was pretty much law, at least to her. In all honesty, she was even more obnoxious and violent than the America he know, but she kept sticking to him like someone glued her, much to his chagrin. He tried his best to avoid obnoxious people, but since he has horrible luck, they followed him around and seemed to take pleasure in his complaints and annoyance. He couldn't even choose, which one is better, her or Belarus. Denmark wasn't here anymore, so he did not count.
Well, at least she didn't try to wake him up. Or worse, yelled at him for falling asleep on her precious bed. She probably would continue her unpleasant lecture about his broken arm tomorrow morning. Why did she care in the first place anyway. She only cared about herself, right? But then again, he might be wrong.
The rays of sunbeam permeated the room through the curtains, and the only thing he can thought of is God, why is it morning already I'm still tired. The fight was exhausting and he felt drained after that. The thought of Meriken's upcoming rage hasn't crossed his mind yet, so he rolled over to the other side, trying to avoid the sunbeams and obviously, back to sleep. It's too damn early to wake up.