Actual Nordics?!

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"Well that was weird." I said to myself. Nonetheless I took his advice and grabbed two boxes of chocolate ones and one strawberry one. Aria was the one who likes strawberry better. As I grabbed my red bull I heard some talking in the aisle next to me. It was that guy from earlier! I got closer and realized they were the only ones in that aisle.

"I'm telling ya nor, She knew who I was! She was pretty cute though." I heard him say to someone. I blushed at that comment. And fiddled with the strings on my favorite hoodie I always wore.

Wait, Nor?

I listened more and heard a new, slightly deeper voice. "You should have been more careful, You're a country for god's sake! Just don't get caught next time" Was that Norway?! Holy shit nuggets they're real!

I stumbled out into the aisle. They looked at me in surprise. "I knew it! You are Denmark!" I said pointing at him. He had this oh shit look on his face. hehe it was kinda cute.

"Oh my god You're Norway!" I yelled. looking over at him. "Be quiet! Someone might hear us!" Denmark said and grabbed my arm pulling me over by Norway. My eyes widened as we walked closer to him. He was really, really, attractive up close. I found myself blushing from my thoughts. We were just standing there, waiting for norway to say something. 

"She's going to have to stay with us." He said. "I don't know what else to do..."

Wait, "What?!" I said a little too loudly. Some lady walking by shushed me. I stuck my tongue out at her as she walked away with a look of disgust. "Stupid lady, trying to tell me what to do..." I muttered.

Norway just sighed and said to Denmark, "You always have to flirt with the childish ones." "Hey I'm not childi-" The sound of Luke calling my name cut me off. After having my phone taken from me I ran off to the aisle Luke was in. Apparently Norway texted his phone so he'd call me later or something. I don't know, I wasn't paying attention. After telling Luke that I didn't get lost but was choosing my pocky carefully, we payed and left carrying our bags to Aria's house that was only a couple blocks up the street. 

Ahaha, I doubt I'll ever hear from them. 

(A/N: ahaha i forgot to delete the unfinished part :P whoops I'm an idiot)

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