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Czechia x Reader (Part 7)
The elevator was somewhat stuffy and freezing at the same time. You and Czechia shivered intensely as you desperatley waited to show up on your designated floor. 'This hotel is so fancy and expensive, and yet their elevator's atmosphere is so horrible.' you thought. "A lot of people were in before! How does it feel weirdly humid?" She sniffled and looked like she was about to sneeze. "You okay?" you questioned her, shifting your eyes to her worn out face. "I'll be fine...Maybe." The elevator signaled its arrival at your floor. You sighed in relief and started to walk out the elevator, however, Czechia didn't follow you. "You coming?" "Y-yes, just a second." She took a big sniffle and walked shakily towards you. "Seriously, you sick or anything?" "No! Trust me, I'm fine. I'll be better after I step inside a warm place." "Uhm...You sure? You've been really tired ever since the weather turned to shit." "I'm a country. I don't get sick unless something bad is happening. I-I'm justLiteratureCzechia x Reader (Part 2)
She took the flowers from your hand and sniffed them. "These smell really good. Díky moc! (Thanks a lot!)" She flashed that bright smile again. You felt like you could drop dead from seeing it one more time. "No problem." you managed to say without her figuring out you were stuck in your thoughts again. Suddenly, a man ran up to her. "Hey, Czechia!" "Huh wha- Oh, it's you. Slovakia." She rolled her eyes at him in an irritated manner. "So, can I help you?" "No. But who are you hanging out with, huh?" "(C/N)." He shook your hand. "I'm Slovakia! I used to be Czech's very very very very best friend!" 'Sure doesn't seem like it.' you thought before letting go of his hand. "Wow, you are usually really uptight, Czechia. You seem so relaxed around (C/N)!" Both of you blushed at his statement. She immediatley covered his mouth with her hand. "Ahahahaha...Please don't mind him." He was about to pull a yellow thing from his pocket before France arrived. "Bonjour, mes amis! (I used theLiteratureCzechia x Reader (Part 1)
Your pronouns are They/Them F/F = Favourite Food F/D = Favourite Drink C/N = Country Name You yawned. The world meeting was held in Czechia today. You've never met him...or her. Most of the countries were male and there were barely any females. You finished adjusting your clothes, grabbed your luggage, and headed out the door. You managed to make it to the airport early, so you decided to look in the shops. You bought some flowers to give to the meeting host, and another face mask just in case you lost your current one. You had some (F/F) for breakfast before making your way onto the plane. You booked business class, since you didn't want to get bombarded by other people who knew you were a country. You sat in your seat and looked out the window. "We will now be taking off. Passengers, please make sure your seatbelts are fastened. Other than that, please feel free to read the travel brochure in your seat and enjoy the flight!" The aeroplane ascended into the sky, revealing the
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