Texas walked to the buffet tabled and piled his plate high. Everywhere, the nations went up to him and tried to speak in a Texan accent. It was actually quite sad, almost all of them sounded like an accent from Louisiana’s place.
Texas sat down at one of the few folding tables and started eating some of the finger foods, starting with the jerky and then heading for some of Delaware’s cupcakes. After his first sweet bite of frosting, he looked up to see a nation pull out the chair siguiente to him and sit down.
Hungary, he remembered her name was. He swallowed and smiled, “Hi. I’m Texas,...
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