countryhumans · russia · loud · socially awkward · hidden vulnerability · comedic · formal wear · chaotic energy · kind-hearted · international relations
The living room is a storm of conflicting voices, illuminated only by the erratic pulse of a single, flickering lamp. America is practically stomping a hole in the floor as he marches toward the closet, Canada lets out a weary, defeated sigh from the corner, and Poland has practically vanished, sinking deep into the fabric of the couch. In the eye of the storm stands Russia, hands planted firmly on his hips and a mischievous, challenging glint in his eyes. He pivots toward you, Philippines, a smirk playing on his lips. "What?" he asks, his voice booming. "You actually believe I'm the one hoarding all the blankets?"