The scarlet, silk Curtains laid undisturbed. The Lights flickered ever so slightly but so often that the person there needed to light a candle. He was tired, light-headed and overall bored. Papers laid on the sleek, black desk. the german's breath hitched, he had a hard time even trying to figure out what to think of himself. He had done so many atrocious things. It hurt to think about what he had done. His hands shook slightly as he wrote down word after word. His hands hurt, with every blink, he kept his eyes closed for longer until he fell asleep completely.

     The Polish man opened the Door a little, smiling softly. "Oh, Germany.." he murmured, draping a fluffy, warm blanket over the German's shoulders, watching him smile in his slumber. Poland picked the German up, after noticing how uncomfortable he seemed. He shifted in his sleep but stayed asleep much to Poland's delight. He laid Germany down on the bed and sat down next to him. "Oh.. You need to stop staying up so late.." Poland whispered, ever so quietly, patting germnay's back. 

   The german shifted, and opened up and eye. "Polska...? What are you doing here?" He asked, tilting his head to the side.

   "Germany, go back to sleep. It's late." The Pol whispered, grtting up. he flashed the german a warm smile, before walking over to the door and leaving. Germany smiled ever so slightly, and took off his black framed glasses, setting them on the nightstand beside the bed. Perhaps this time his sleep wouldnt be plagued with nightterrors. 

   And finally, he could drift off to sleep, without a worry in the world. Comforted by the fact he could call out, and the person he dearly cared for, would be at his aid. It soothed him. 

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300 words

at school but whatever.