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"Why have you come here?" Loki demanded, "Haven't you given up on me?" You wanted to beg him to be the Loki you knew, the one who hadn't hurt you and didn't despise your existence. He couldn't even look at you. You bowed your head. You had to come back and get your things. Tony wouldn't make it easy on you of course. He was disappointed that you were giving up on Loki. You had to bow your head and take your breakfast from Steve that morning because he too was giving you a disapproving look. It was the type of look that made your innards feel like they were being twisted with a knife. Why was he so good at giving such a frowning look? Tony sa

You shouldn't have gone with him, you really shouldn't have. You and France had recently gotten into an argument. France had been bad touching you again. To make it up to you, he was taking you out to dinner, his treat, to fancy French Restaurant. How could you deny the French cuisine, especially when someone else was picking up the tab? You couldn't deny you were hungry either. After a grueling meeting, without even England to keep your stresses off your mind, you wanted food and sleep. For some reason the British nation hadn't shown up. You were worried. Naturally, France wasn't. So you sat at the table, waiting with Francis for the waiter

You sighed and stared up at the stars. Arthur was lying right next to you. The two of you had tried camping out, but his tent had a huge hole in it from the last time America had borrowed it. So the two of you had to make do without a tent after all. You shivered. You curled up on yourself. To have such a wonderful day and to have it end on a sour note was terrible. He was adamant to stay the night in his backyard, even though he had a nice warm bed waiting for you inside. You blamed America for showing up on the middle of your… could you call it a date? He did ask you out but was it something to be considered a date? Whatever. America h