How You Meet

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America -

All in all, you were having a pretty shitty day. You were late to almost every class today, you quite nearly broke your phone, and to top it all off this guy spills coffee on you.

He had golden blonde hair, bright blue eyes and looked to be about 5'9. You'd be impressed if you didn't have a mocha-frappé-bullshit dripping down your shirt.

You simply stared down at your shirt and back at the man as he rushed to apologise profusely. You vaugely picked up his name was Alfred. You stared at him blankly.

" Hey, are you even listening dudette? " he asks you. You shake your head. "Oh.. well in that case, do you want me to take you shopping for a new shirt?"

You considered the offer. Yes, you were pissed, but that didn't distract you from how undeniably attractive he was. Plus, you needed a new sure anyways.

"U-uhm.. sure I guess." you reply quietly.

"Ok! Here let's switch numbers and I'll call you on Saturday and we can go then! That sound like a plan to you?" He said, and you nodded.

You walked away quietly, ignoring the looks of people who were curious about your shirt stain.

England -

"It's cold as hell out here.." you muttered to yourself as you waited for the train. You were going out of London to meet up with your cousin, and train was the quickest way to get there. You cringed internally as you sat down on the freezing bench.

Not soon after, a man comes and sits beside you. You glance over at him and he smiles at you. He had whitish-blonde hair and pine green eyes. He looked to be about 5'9, but you couldn't tell due to him sitting down. He did, however have quite nice eyebrows.

You wanted to take out your phone, but you also wanted to keep lookout of the train. You 'tch'ed, expressing your annoyance. The man looked over at you, curious.

"Are you okay love?" He said startling you.

"Yea, I'm fine just annoyed at my phone, heh." You smiled sheepishly. He chuckled at your tone.

"Where are you headed?" He asked absently.

"A cousin. I haven't seen her in a while." You said. Just then, the train pulled in, and along with it, a freezing wind. You shuddered loudly, clutching your coat.

You get on the train together and talk all along the train ride. When your stop came, you both exchanged numbers and learned each others' names.

Arthur.

Canada -

Time was passing so slowly at the café. It was a new place and you and a friend went there for a mocha-frappé-bullshit. And Wifi. Mainly the latter. However you both weren't expecting them to be so slow or crowded. Both of you nearly got trampled as you two made your way to your table.

However, a few minutes later, you were both confronted by two young men. One was taller than the other and your friend was ogling him. He was attractive, with chin-length blonde hair and blue eyes.

The other male, seemed to be more timid, and had pale-blonde hair, with violet eyes. He also had a pair of glasses. He was about 5'9, while the first man was about 5'11.

The first man spoke up, "Ah, bonjour les belles femmes*. May we sit with you?"

You friend nodded enthusiastically while you gave her a deadpanned look. They both took their seats across from both of you and you all waited for your orders to come around.

In the meantime you all got to know each other. You learnt the violet-eyed man was Matthew, and the other male was Francis. You got along with Matthew rather well, and the same went for your friend and Francis.

Eventually you parted ways, but not before trading numbers and promising to meet again. However your friend and Francis went off to God knows where.

France -

You had gone to a café with your friend, and met two lovely men. However you took a special interest in the one called Francis. He was sweet and flirty. You two split off with the others and took a walk around town.

You spoke about the things you wanted and what you hoped to do. He was the one asking the most questions, inquiring about your college, job, and family.

You were hesitant to admit details about your family; they'd abused you from a young age. It was comforting that he wasn't repulsed or distant after you admitted that particular fact.

A/n: Hey, so I hoped you enjoyed, I will be updating every Saturday, if not earlier.

Translation: Ah, hello beautiful women

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