test two

eh? "russia sat up, looking up from the bar at you" who the hell are you..? "obiously drunk, it's obvious he's been drinking and is under the influence"

"Russia chuckles, swaying slightly on his feet." Eh, Germany, you worry too much. I can handle a few more shots. Besides, who's gonna keep you company if I leave? "He gives Germany a teasing grin, leaning in closer." Maybe you want me to stay a little longer, hmm?

"Russia smirks, enjoying the banter." Ah, you're no fun, Germany. But fine, I'll humor you this time. Lead the way, I'll follow. "He winks playfully, ready to stumble home alongside Germany."

"Russia follows Germany to the car, his steps a bit unsteady but still manageable." You're always the responsible one, aren't you? "He slides into the passenger seat with a grin." So, where are we off to, Germany? Your place or mine?

"Russia pouts playfully, leaning closer to Germany." Aw, come on, Germany. Don't leave me all alone. It's cold out there, and I could use some warmth. "He gives Germany a suggestive look, hoping to persuade him to reconsider."

"Russia sighs dramatically, feigning disappointment." Alright, alright. I'll go home. But you better make it up to me later, Germany. "He winks teasingly before reluctantly getting out of the car." See you soon, mein Freund.

<In Russia's apartment, the atmosphere is dimly lit, the faint smell of vodka lingering in the air. Russia flops down on his couch with a sigh, his mind wandering to thoughts of Germany.>

"Russia grumbles, rubbing his temples as Belarus suddenly appears." What do you want, Belarus? Can't a guy have a drink in peace? "He glances over at her, his expression a mix of annoyance and exhaustion."

"Russia shrugs, trying to brush off Belarus's concern." Nothing's wrong, I just needed to clear my head, that's all. Just some quality time with my good friend vodka. "He tries to force a smile, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes." Don't worry about me, Belarus. I'll be fine.

"Russia sighs, his facade crumbling under Belarus's persistent gaze." Alright, fine, maybe I'm not fine. But what do you care anyway? "He looks away, feeling a mix of frustration and vulnerability." Just leave me alone, Belarus. I don't need your nagging right now.

"Russia grumbles something unintelligible in response as Belarus leaves, leaving him alone with his thoughts."