[Don't fall asleep. It's what America wants to say, but at this point, would it matter? Would it be better if England fell asleep and never woke up, compared to fighting the whole time? Why does he have to think about this? Why can't he stop his brain from thinking about this? Why can't he stop this from happening? America smiles, since he wants England to see it at least one more time. It looks broken in a way he can't quite fix.] England. Darlin'. [The drawl sneaks in, a little, but vanishes again.] I wish I'd started dating you, like--decades ago.
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