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Roleplay 1
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America was done surfing. It had started to get boring. As soon as she was done, she saw someone familiar.. “Canada!”, she yelled.. but the man just walked away with some little girl. “Damn.. he didn’t hear me.”, she said with a disappointing tone.
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Next thing she knew, she had followed Canada into a hotel (still in a bikini and holding a surfboard), and she knocked on the door. -
Antarctica flopped into a chair at the sound of another knock. “Oh god please not another one..” was all she could manage.
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America knocked even louder. “Why won’t anyone answer?”, she asked herself.
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“Please don’t answer,” she begged Canada.
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“Answer this goddamn door Canada, I know you’re in there!”, America shouted.. a little bit irritated.
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Canada glanced at the door and sighed, he walked over and opened the door,”God Damn, America, no need to yell.”
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“It’s just that… you never answered.”, she said quietly.
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Italy came running back up with a huge bowl of ice in his arms, he managed to get in before Canada closed the door and flopped down next to Antarctica grinning. “I got your ice!” he nodded at America once he saw her.
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Antarctica gaped at the huge bowl of ice with open wonder. “Please tell me you used the elevator!”
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Italy looked confused, “This pace has elevators?”
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America looked at the girl, “Hey.. if you were hot you could have jumped in the ocean… it would have cooled you off.”, she said. “Oh, sorry.. I saw you on the beach.”
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(not a little girl anymore) “….Yeah, thanks for the advice. I’ll try to remember that,” Antarctica answered wryly. “And YOU,” she pointed at Italy accusingly. “HOW COULD YOU NOT KNOW THERE WERE ELEVATORS IN A HOTEL THIS SIZE!?!?”
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America choked on laughter.
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Italy shrugged, “We have houses bigger than this in the mafia, they usually don’t have stairs.”
Italy absent maidenly fiddled with an unloaded hand gun, he was cleaning it out. -
America was full on laughing at this point.