Russia Countryhumans :)

Russia sighed, smoking a cigarette. It was a fresh autumn afternoon; Russia looked out to the mountains that looked large, but in reality were huge. Russia took a look around as he puffed his cigarette; noticing how some countries were doing the same as him, while some states carved pumpkins. But one specific country caught his eye, America. America was eating an ice cream cone and while Canada and Mexico sat next to him, doing the same. “Hm...” Russia hummed, his eyes lingering on America.

Idk what to put here :)