"Don’t let them find us."
That was starting to get a bit tiring for England. — Don’t worry, they won’t.
— Just…Keep quiet, okay? I assure you they won’t find us here, it’s safe. Just try to stay silent.
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"Don’t let them find us."
That was starting to get a bit tiring for England. — Don’t worry, they won’t.
— Just…Keep quiet, okay? I assure you they won’t find us here, it’s safe. Just try to stay silent.
What Autumn Leaves [CLOSED RP]
Cathy looked up at the sky sighing deeply as she snuggled closer into her leather jacket. She was visiting the grave of her "foster" family during La independencia de Mexico. She had invited her calmer friend Canada because she knew he would be one of the only countries to appreciate her weird customs. Besides she had a secret, and she really needed to get it off her chest and she knew Canada was great at keeping secrets. She sat down at in front of the graves and put her hands on top of her face, she missed the Rodriguez Family oh so much.
Home Bound [CLOSED RP]
Catalina looked around, her small frame was hidden between the long green grass and the tall trees. She ran blindly as her mother yelled at her to run away, when the strange men came into her home. Yet though her mother tried to protect her, she saw the inhumanly white men start to kill the people of her town, with pointy objects she had never seen before. Her chubby legs carried her out into a crop field, somewhat far from her small town. She did not notice her surroundings as she sat down in the field and waited for her mother. To distract herself she thought of the beach and how her mother loved to braid her hair.
Oye América, have I told you how much of a good brother you are. So heroic and brave and awesome! Your my favorite North American brother! Being my awesome hermano, could you lend me some money?
Initially he was enchanted by her compliments, feeling as though he succeeded as an older brother, but then came the inquiry for lending money.
" I-I’unno, Mexico… Last time I did that, I got yelled at by my boss.. "
Hello everybody!
Anythin' I can do for you?