•Laurance - How You Met•

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•Laurance•

Lazily I led across a park bench reading my book, gripped on the action and drama. The noise of chattering and laughter grew louder, causing me to roll my eyes, sit up, close my book and look around. Four boys of various heights and ages ran back and forth yelling as they played soccer, whilst a collection of people sat by the side watching intently. Sighing I returned to my book and tried to zone out the noise of the match. Over the course of the next fifteen minutes the noise gradually grew until I snapped. After closing my book, I walked towards the pitch and the nearest player.

'Keep it down!' I demanded, causing the player to smirk at my annoyance.

'Not enjoying the game beautiful?' He replied, evidently finding pleasure in my rage. His baby blue eyes looked me over before he winked, 'The name's Laurance Zvahl.'

'Y/N L/N.' I grumpily responded, before grabbing the soccer ball out of his hands and throwing it across the park. His smirk vanished, causing me to wink and walk off back home with my book. 

I hope I never have to see Zvahl again.


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