your hero;; america x kuwait;; private

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  • [justify]Let's do this, homie. owo


    America sat on an old park bench, happily nomming an ice cream cone with multiple scoops and flavors. He kicked his feet in a bored yet cheerful manner, wondering if something were to happen. He shrugged away the feeling and kept eating.[/justify]

  • Kuwait jogged by, listening to some weird music because she put on a couple pounds and felt overweight.

  • [justify]America smiled and waved at her, he was in a good mood, the kind of mood where you're so kind you talk to strangers. "Sup, homie!" he said happily.[/justify]

  • [justify]He grinned childishly in response and continued to eat his ice cream. She looked familiar... Maybe I saw her at a World Conference or something.[/justify]

  • She walked back shortly afterwards. "Um...you are America, correct?" she asked in a cute Arabic accent.

  • [justify]"Nice to meet ya too!" America replied. "Kuwait, huh? I think I've seen you around before."[/justify]

  • [justify]America nodded. "Oh, okay! We can go see a movie or go bowling or something! Whatever you want to do is cool!" [/justify]

  • Kuwait shifted her gaze anywhere but the person standing in front of her. She didn't feel comfortable looking into people's eyes. "Um..." she muttered, "I really do not care."