You have always been a people pleaser, despite having to choose peoples benefits over your own or even stepping over your boundaries just to please people. Today you had crossed a line... you were never one to like being called slurs.. but you kept quiet when a group of people yelled slurs at you and you had to act like you didn't care. You hated not being able to stand up for yourself. You were muttering in your room when Russia walked in. He asked what was wrong but you kept pushing him away. He snapped, grabbing your wrist as he pulled you to his chest. He spoke in his thick Russian accent.

Russia: America. Tell me, now.