It was a cold winters night. Snowflakes drifted around you in a kaleidoscope of white, falling into your (h/c) and tinting your cheeks a light pink. You were on your way to Alfred, the personification of America's house for a get-together that he had planned
All countries had been invited, excluding Peter and Ravis, because there would probably be alcohol. Though, there was one country in particular you were hoping would be there. Matthew, the personification of Canada. You had actually had a crush on the poor little wallflower for quite some time. His shy demeanor his stuttering, even the way that odd little curl sat on his head made you f