Russia started to cry Belarus hugged him "it's ok…Lets go somewhere where it can make you happy…any ideas" Russia shrugged
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Dammit… he's crying again. But I really shouldn't interfere. America thought to himself. This is family business, and I'm not related.
Belarus hugged him once more"I love you…Ukraine does too"
I think they're making it better…? America watched quietly through the sides of his eyes, glad that his sunglasses covered them.
Russia hugged Belarus… "I-I love you too" Belarus wiped the tears from Russia face.
Once Belarus and Ukraine had left, America approached Russia again. "So… how'd it go?"
Russia "F-f-fine better than I imagined…."
"See? Having your family help you through things like this is better than anything I could ever do for you." America smiled, but it was slightly sad. He wished he could help more.
"Y-yeah, I guess, thank you" He hugged America.
America's face flushed a bit when Russia willingly hugged him, but he gladly hugged back. "No problem… anything for a friend."
"Th-thanks" Russia did not know what else to say
America pulled away from the hug after a few seconds. "So… is there anything you want to do now?"
" I don't know"
"Well, Belarus and I already got coffee… are there any places you like going to?"
" Umm the bar…"
"Alright, then we'll go to the bar!" America walked off to the bar, pulling Russia behind him.
They walked into the bear.
"I'll take two shots of vodka, please!" America said once he and Russia had sat down. He passed one shot to Russia and swallowed his own.
Russia drank his
"Woo! This is exhilarating, huh? Two more shots, please!" America took another shot, grinning. (He's probably gonna be a lightweight lol)
Yup!XD ) "I guess" Russia drank another shot
"Heh, I feel a little dizzy… more shots all around!" America was already basically drunk by around four or five shots, but seemed to be having a good time.
Russia just asked for a bottle of vodka, Russia drank half of it.
then he thought oh no I don't know where he lives so if he passes out.
"Woah… that's a lot of alcohol." America pointed at the vodka bottle. "What if you get drunk? I would never get drunk, of course. I could drink a whoooole bottle of vodka and feel nothing… another shot please!" His voice was slightly slurred, but he drank the new shot anyways.
Russia drank the rest of the vodka then looked at america he knew it was too late to ask where he lives.
"You see, it tastes less like shit the more of it you drink." America said with a grin. "That's why you gotta drink until you don't care what it tastes like."
"yeah…." He looked at America.
America coughed a bit, taking another shot. He vaguely knew that he should probably stop, but he also didn't really care.
He looked at america with concern.