Calls at Midnight {America}

Author Note:You're a rep for what ever country you want to be. And Carmelldansen (the english verson ) is you're ring tone

Your house was pitch black except for your office which was only light by the glow of your computer screen. The silence was near complete with only the esception of the clacking of the keys as you typed up your report. Out of the corner of you reyes you caught a glimpse of the time in the lower right hand corner of the screen. 11:49 pm. A sigh escaped from between your lips.
"I'll finish up tomorrow since it is my day off." you muttered to yourself  while dragging the cursor across the screen towards the save button.

You yawned while waiting for the document to save. Yes, it was definitely bed time. Finally your computer finished saving. Turning on the room light so you didn't trip over any of the various folder and files scattered around the room you shut down the computer and headed towards your room. Quicker then anyone would believe humanly possible at the particular time of night you were changed from your business clothes into your pajamas. You quickly set an alarm on your phone and set it on your bedside table. Then snuggle under your blankets.

Do, do doo.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Women are you ready to join us now
Hands in the air we will show you how 
Come and try
Caramell will be your guide
Come and move your hips sing 
Oh-wa-ah-ah
Look at your two clips do it 
La la la 
You and me can sing this melody 
Oa-oa-a 

you groan. who was calling you at this time of night? "what time is it anyway?" you asked of the air as you reached over for you phone to answer it. The time on it showed 12:00. Sighing you answered the phone

"hello?" you said stifling a yawn while waiting for a response from the other end

"Dude, ____, good to see you're awake!" the American representive practically yelled into his end of the line.

Holding you're phone further from your ear "Alfred do you know what time it is here?"

"Dude, of course I do. It's Midnight on My birthday! Speaking of which are  you coming to my birthday party? It's going to be wicked!" America asked the latter part of the question was muffled slightly as he no doubt shoved a hamburger into his mouth.

"You called me at midnight just to see if I was coming to your birthday party?" That was outragious even for the self-proclaimed hero.

"Yep, So are you coming?" he asked

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"Dude are you coming?"
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"Yo, _____, are you coming or not?"

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The hero sighed. He would just have to call again later.