Hetalia x reader
You glared ahead of you as you tried to get through the horrid traffic ahead of you to the world meeting. It's not that you're running late, you just want to get a good seat at the meeting. Showing up a few minutes before a meeting started meant either getting one of the crappy-falling-apart seats, or no seat at all, and the meeting is VERY long.
Being a less well-known country was hard enough. You hardly get noticed, no one seems to care about your input on the topic, and other countries will sometimes even give you the 'I'm so much better than you' look.
"If they care so little about my nation, than why do they even bother to make me be present for this blasted meeting!?" You yelled angrily while waiting for the light to turn green. The person in the car next to your's seemed startled by your sudden out-burst, and went full-speed ahead after the light changed to green.
"Couldn't wait to get away from you either," you grumbled irritably under your breath.
When you finally arrived at the meeting you only had about eight minutes to spare. Finding a parking spot was hard enough, you knew as you walked towards the meeting room that you would probably be standing today. As you entered the room you were greeted by the usual chaos. England and France were having a fight to the death, Italy sat contently in his chair mass-producing white flags, America's shouting about how much of a hero he is, and so on. Absolute chaos. If this didn't calm down in-time for the meeting to start Germany would have to do it himself, and we all know what that means.
You quickly glanced around the table on the off chance that there might still be an open seat...