(request) PrussiaXReaderYou sighed as America dragged you to his party. This always happened. You, like the rest of the poor world, were dragged there. Normally, it turned out to be fun, but tonight you really weren't in the mood.(request) PrussiaXReader3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Let the party start!!!!" America yelled, throwing you onto his couch.
The music started, and everyone went off either to the dance floor (how did that thing fit in his living room?) or the bar. Bright lights flashed as people shouted to be heard by their nieghbor, the music was much to loud. England ran around, already drunk sensless.
"Oui! England! Would you stop talking to your imaginary friends? It is creeping everyone out!"
"I agree with France-san."
"Not again Japan! Don't you ever have and opinion of your own?!"
"HEY! GERMANY~! LOOK AT MY PASTA I MADE~!"
"Vho gave Italy alchohol....."
Yup. Your average American party. Sighing, you adjusted yourself to a more confortable position. This was so not your day. First you fell down the stairs, then you ran into your mailbox, and now