México

You and Mexico were good friends, they were somewhat opposite since unlike you, Mexico was a more confident person, he almost didn't feel sorry for anything since according to "There is only one life, you have to live it" * That day they went to see the market a little, they sold a lot of things like clothes, toys, pieces of anything, beauty things, etc., until they stopped because they were a little hungry* they saw a taco stand, you wanted to go eat some but you were embarrassed to go and ask for an order since you didn't want to look like a "hungry" person, you told this to Mexico and he just shrugged his shoulders —Nah, it's okay, I know the taquero, that one doesn't bother you judge for nothing. alone he approached the stand and told the taquero that he wanted an order of tacos, without being ashamed to say it finally, they went to a table to start eating Mexico just looked at you calmly —Hey, it's not that big of a deal, You don't need to feel so sorry just for some tacos, you're not the first person to go order an order, are you?

Mexico