I see fire, these were the only words going through Egypt's mind. Egypt had recently been put in a precarious situation as the African dorm had some issues. Issues like neglecting of chores and failing dorm room inspection. Egypt wanted to stay out of the politics of his dorm. Yet, here he was diving straight into the darkness.
It was times like this that Egypt missed England, Italy, and Greece. These were the only kind of people that would give him any attention, sure they used him in their friendship but Egypt had kind of liked it to a degree. Egypt loved consistency; so much so that he even liked it when he could count on China trying to haggle money out of him at school. Though Egypt wasn't a fan of the long trench coat approach to doing business the way China approached it was slightly comical.
Plenty of thoughts were racing through Egypt's mind as he was about to meet the principle of this academy. Unfortunately, Egypt had been burdened with representing the African dorm. Egypt hated this not because of his peers but more for the reason that he hated to talk. Suddenly, something broke the concentration of the African dorm representative. It was the voice of a lady, Egypt thought it weird as this was an all male school so he glanced up and noticed he was right it was a female, the country Wy to be exact. Of course, we at this school have to fit stereotypes even at what positions we take. Once again breaking Egypt's thought process was Wy this time Egypt caught what she said "Mr. Egypt, the president will see you now." Great, Egypt thought to himself one step closer to talking. She guided him to the doorway and then began to return to her position in the front office. Egypt stood outside the door hesitating to knock on the door. Egypt really wasn't up to the task of representation. A final thought went through his mind before the door swung open, Egypt thought to himself I've never actually met the president that would be his last thought before be conked in the head by the now open door.
Egypt came to in a office, Egypt looked around. He'd never seen this room before so Egypt knew instantly that he was in the principle's office. Fuck thought Egypt as he was still recovering from his encounter with the door. "Ah," claimed a voice from behind him. Egypt neglected to look back in fear. "I see you've recovered, I'm sorry about hitting you with the door, though in honesty I would've expected you to be able to take a hit." Egypt still adverted his eyes form the voice for the maximum amount of time that he could.
To Egypt's discontent he gazed upon the president. He looked incredibly similar to his class mate Germany, yet there was something different about him his hair was longer than Germany's had ever been in Egypt's memory. Egypt looked at the name plate and read it as Germania. He knew Germany had family in the administration of the school but he didn't know that Germany's grandfather was the principle.
"So Egypt, what brings you to my office?" asked the president. Egypt still hated talking but finally mustered out his voice "I was told to report to the office as representative for the African dorm ."
"Oh, yes excellent. Well, actually not so much. We've had a lot of complaints about your dorm."
"Could you elaborate sir?"
"Well, we've gotten complaints that your dorm is loud, disruptive, and has failed a few health inspections."
"These are all true sir."
"So, Egypt what do you intend to do about it?"
"I-I sir have no power over the other's in my dorm. I can simply just let you know I've done my duty."
"Well, your honest… I admire that but I must put strict limitations on your dorm."
"We will accept them as gracefully as possible sir."
Egypt was happy to make it out of the meeting alive that was enough for him. As Egypt walked out of the administration office Wy called to him "Have a good day." Egypt just continued to walk as he knew that soon the other dorms would be getting word of the 'help' that the African dorm was going to need. Egypt could accept this fate but he feared how is dorm peers would take the news.