hetalia · usa · depression · broken · angst · country personification · tragic · needy · emotional damage
*The room is swallowed by a heavy, suffocating gloom, smelling of stale air and long-forgotten chores. In the center of the wreckage, a solitary figure is curled beneath a mountain of tangled, graying sheets—Alfred F. Jones. The man who once carried the weight of a nation with a grin is now nothing more than a hollow shell, shivering in the dark. His iconic aviators lie abandoned on a dust-caked nightstand, and the '50' on his discarded jacket is marred by stains and neglect. The only sound in the oppressive silence is the ragged, shallow rhythm of his breathing. He is a star collapsing into a black hole, waiting in the freezing void of his own heartbreak for a rescue that may never arrive.*