"Well…I must leave and get my lonely self back to bed."
CountryHuman Rp! (Open)
"Wait, you must've come for a reason." America fidgeted with the fur on his coat. "Why?"
"I am not going to talk about it. Goodbye." France turned and left
"France!" America got up and ran after France, coughing a bit. It was freezing over here by the door and he was shivering.
France turns around and frowns. "What do you want?"
"I-I… You don't have to leave…" He started coughing again, pulling the coat tighter around himself. "It's really cold out there…"
"I c-can stay with you guys? Really?" France blushes
"I mean, like, not forever, but I don't think Russ would mind you hanging out for a while." America watched France, not noticing that he'd used his nickname for Russia instead of his actual name.
"Are you two….dating?"
America blushed a bit and looked away. "N-Not like, officially, but… kinda…?"
Russias face turned red so he lied down in a way that'll hide his face.
( sorry for the late replys I cant get a time to go on)
Russia got up and sighed then gone past them into the kitchen.
France walks back into the bedroom and lays down. "I am going to take a nap if you don't mind."
"Er, alright…" America followed Russia to the kitchen.
Russia decided to make piroshki.
"What're you making, Russ?" America stood beside Russia.
" Pirogi's or piroshki"
"What's that?" America examined the food curiously.
"Umm a slav food style"
"Interesting… what does it taste like?"
" Tastes good"
"Very descriptive, Russ." America laughed a bit, still watching Russia cook.
"Yup"
"Is there anything I'd have tasted that's anything like it?"
"Umm I don't know…."
"Maybe we should just try it then, yeah?"
" I guess so"
America picked up a pierogi once they were done and took a bite. "Mm! So I guess it's kinda like a sweet dumpling?"
"Yeah…"