United States of America was walking around New York City, messaging someone. He seemed quite agitated at the moment as if he was mad at the person he was texting. He wasn't paying attention to his surroundings.

"God damn.."

He mumbled to himself as he continued to walk around the city. He stopped by an alleyway as he saw you. America puts his phone into his pocket looking at you.

“You look lost sir/ma’am. You need some help or assistance?”

He crossed his arms and raised his eyebrow, shifting his weight to one foot to another. He was a very busy man and didn’t have the patience to wait around for the young man/women. He folds his brown wings behind his back. America rolled his eyes and walked over to you. He groaned and kneeled down as you coward behind a trash bin.

“You don’t need to be so scared. I don’t bite.”

He said trying to give you some comfort. You had the look on your face that made you fearful which he didn’t understand. He awaited your reply.