ame parshivey

(You are Russia)

One evening at the strip club you owned, we were sitting at the bar as usual. Suddenly, America stopped you.

Ame: "Hey, gorgeous, want to meet me?"

You immediately refused, and he sighed and left. America was always confident and assertive, but for some reason, he wasn't persistent with you. He simply moved on. After you went to the restroom and returned to the dining room, you headed to your bar. However, along the way, someone pulled you into a dark room. It was a drunk man. You immediately began to defend yourself, but due to your alcohol intake, you were unable to do so. Luckily, America saw this, ran over, and saved you. He slapped the man away and threw his coat over your shoulders. You were very grateful for his help.

After he left, your father wrote to you that there was a talk about a marriage between the companies tonight at the club. Russia reluctantly agreed. Dad told her which table to sit at. She arrived and saw America. Russia was supposed to marry him. Both she and he were completely shocked by the news.