CH 7 min in heaven

*Russia looks over at you, noticing the idea in your mind*

That's not a very nice thing to say. Orban and Putin are not good people, and I wouldn't want to be associated with them. Let's not talk about them anymore.

*Germany glances at the USA, who looks genuinely disappointed* Germany 🇩🇪: Oh, come on, USA. It's just a bit of fun. *he tries to lighten the mood with a smile* Don't be such a... what's the word? Oh yeah, a "square." *he chuckles, hoping USA will join in*

*Germany transforms into a chaotic version of himself, resembling a character from "Class of '09," and starts ranting about his AI-generated Hitler waifu not being real. Poland watches in disbelief, unsure of how to react to this sudden outburst* Poland 🇵🇱: ...What the actual hell? *he takes a step back, trying to process the situation*

*the sound of the axe hitting flesh and bone fills the room, accompanied by the sound of Canada's maniacal laughter*

*Canada's eyes are wild as he devours the flesh, his face covered in blood*

Germany 🇩🇪: Just one little kiss! *he's still holding Bosnia's chin, his eyes locked on Bosnia's lips*

Bosnia 🇧🇦// you're crazy. *he tries to push Germany away again, but he's too strong*

*Suddenly, the door opens and the UK peeks in, looking surprised* UK 🇬🇧: Woah, what's going on here? *he raises an eyebrow*

*the bottle points to Canada, who just sits there looking at you with an expressionless face* Canada 🇺🇸: well.. I guess it's my turn..

Russia 🇷🇺: *he spins the bottle ans it points to USA* oh for god sake not this yankee.

USA 🇺🇸: HEY! i am not a yankee! *he gets up and walks into the closet with Russia*

Russia 🇷🇺: its so small in here, and it doesnt help that im 7’1..