Prompt 1: Wait
Word Count: 219
England stared at the water as he stood on the rickety boards of wood that was a shipping dock, his eyes tiredly mirroring the orange sky as the sun set. He had decided to sneak out and take a walk from his responsibilities.
After 41 hours of doing nothing but working, it wouldn't hurt to relax a little, right? Instead of sleeping (like a sane person), he had decided to calm himself by visiting his old friend, the Atlantic Ocean. The water spread out in all directions before him, the tides coming and going as if in rhythm. It was far too big and cold to swim across, he thought. In the distance, England could hear a few horns as ships arrived and started to leave.
The last thing he wanted to do was ride a boat. Boats made England revert back into his pirate days and prompt the crew to bomb other ships nearby. Also if word ever got out that he was going to travel, France would have wanted to tag along for the sole purpose of meeting girls. Plus, he had more work (the very thought of the massive amount papers he would have to read and revise and approve and deny made his stomach churn) to do.
Visiting America would have to wait.
Again.
Haha. Not my best = 7 =;;