Tourists

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Kurapika POV

"Shit," I muttered, "I'm lost."

I looked from my phone and looked around, nothing around me was on the map. Perfect.

I groaned and looked back at my map, "Maybe I can figure out where I am?" I zoomed in and out of the map looking for something familiar but I didn't see anything.

I began to walk around looking for something on the map but I barley took my eyes off my phone, which was a mistake because the next second I looked up from my phone I was met with a sharp pain in my side for a split second then the realization that I was on the ground.

Immediately the person I ran into started yelling at me, but of course I didn't understand a word he said, "¡Maldito idiota mira por donde vas!"

I looked up at him breathing heavily, "I-I'm sorry-"

He chuckled at me, "Of course," he held out his hand, "you're American."

I took his hand and he pulled me up, "Tourist I guess? You seem lost." I didn't answer, I don't know who he is.

He smiled, "Your parents teach you not to talk to strangers?"

"I'm not a child."

"Well aren't you a little ray of sunshine." He smiled.

I stood up and picked up my backpack, "Do you-" He looked surprised, "That's a small book-bag..."

"It's a mini backpack. Can you show me where the nearest restaurant is?"

He nodded and came to my side so I could see where he was pointing better, "It's right across the street."

I nodded, "Thank you...."

"Leorio."

"Thank you Leorio."

He nodded with a smile, "You're welcome Sunshine. Have a good night and enjoy your time in Extremadura España." He bowed and a winked at me before walking away.

I sighed and put my hand in my bag to grab my wallet, "What the-" I looked behind me to see that he was already gone with my money.

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