EnglandxReader - The Cupboard Under the StairsEnglandxReader - The Cupboard Under the Stairs by musergeek
Where do I go? Where do I hide? You asked yourself. I don’t know. Where? Where?! If I don’t hurry he’ll find me. Is that a? Yes it is! You quickly rushed over to a cupboard under a staircase. The doorknob quietly turned and you pushed the door open. You quickly rushed inside and carefully shut the door.
“Thank God,” you sighed taking a few steps back. “I thought I was never-“
“Ow!” You heard someone mumble.
You looked down to see a very angry Brit. He was rubbing his right hand where you had stood on it. His thick eyebrows were knitted together in annoyance. He was kneeling down in a corner, staying away from the small shaft of light seeping under the door.
“Arthur what are you doing here? This is my spot!” You whispered.
“Actually I got here first so I believe it is mine,” Arthur whispered angrily back. “I suggest you go and find a new spot.”
“Thirty! Ready or not here I come!” You he