Met a girl in the parking lot
And all I did was say hello
Her pepper spray made it rather hard
For me to walk her home
But I guess that's the way it goes
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Canada POV!
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I saw –Name- outside the building the conference had been held in. She was at her car, fumbling with her keys.
I worked up all of my courage. Walking over to her, I placed my hand on her shoulder. "Um, Hey -Name-, what's u-OWWWW!"
I clutched my face, the burning sensation of pepper spray in my eyes. "Ouch. My eyes. How did that stuff get past my glasses?" I took said glasses off, drying them with my shirt, trying to blink away the sting, to no avail. "Canada I am so sorry! Are you okay?" I looked up at her, shocked. "You know my name?"
"Duh, how could I not?" She blushed. "I mean, here!" Flustered, she shoved a water bottle at me. I glanced at it confusedly through my pained, blurry eyes. She rolled her (e/c) orbs, and snapped my head backwards none too gently, and proceeded to dump the entire bottle over my face.
I sighed in sweet relief as the water washed the burn from my eyes. "Thanks, eh." She blushed. "It was my fault." "If I hadn't snuck up behind you, you wouldn't have felt the need to spray me in the face." I noticed that Kumajou had snuck away. He'd probably hitched a ride with Alf—"Crap." -Name- looked at me. "What is it?" I face palmed. "America, I was supposed to get a ride with him." I gestured around the empty parking lot. "Unfortunately…" I trailed off. "I guess I'll walk. My hotel's here in London anyway." I turned away and started wandering away in the general direction of my house. I felt her tap my shoulder, and slowly turned around.
"Uh, I could give you a ride, since I'm the reason you missed yours." I stared at her, rubbing the back of my neck uncomfortably. "Uh, okay, I guess, eh." She grinned. "Good, hop in!" I got into the car, sitting shotgun. She got into the driver's seat, slammed the door shut, and we drove off.