Netherlands x Reader
The days had drawn by slowly, each of them slower than the last. At least you were in good company but the bitter cold was taking its toll on you. Tim was running low on medical supplies and both you and Raivis were suffering greatly, in due time the both of you would lose your eyes.
“God damn it!” you shouted, your leg got stuck in something buried deep in the snow. Everyone turned around but Tim was the first to rush towards you, “_____ what’s wrong?” he asked worriedly. You couldn’t help yourself; all of the weight from traveling with very short breaks in between, the minuscule amount of sleep you were obtaining, the pain you felt from your damaged eye, the amount of stress that was building up each and every day since you left the gas station…it was all crashing down on you in full force, the dam had been demolished by your fear and hatred towards the world and it was tearing y