2P!Canada x Reader
"What's up, fag?" The obnoxious voice asked. The voice belonging to a bully who just so happened to be bullying you right now. You figured 'Hey, college, can't be bad, right?' Wrong.
I mean sure you had Matt and Al, but that didn't make the bullies go away.
"Not much, whore. How are you?" You wouldn't get mad though.
"Oh, ha ha, look at the little faggot, getting all clever on me. You're a complete waste of space, you fucking fag."
You. Would. Not. Get. Angry.
"Says the trashy slut." You responded, cocking your head to the side slightly, eyes completely blank.
"You're so ugly! And your clothes are hideous!"
So what? You didn't dress like a whore? That's a crime?
"Well, darling, you have failed to consider that fact that I don't dress to please you, and I really don't give a fuck what you think." And you were walking away.
Smooth, (l/n). Smooth.
You entered your apartment. You shared the place with Matt, Flavio, and, to your displeasure, Kuro.