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Nate could speak Romanian almost like a native; when he was in seminary, he was always interested in the Eastern European histories. It rolled off his tongue, crisp and clear, and yet he couldn't read a damn word of it.
"Pod Stradă… Arbore Şofer…" Nate sighed, turning slowly on his heel as he looked around the streets, utterly lost. Glancing at the map in his hand, he squinted at the English names on it and the Romanian names on the signs.
"Lost, Nate?" Sophie called from across the road, hands in her pockets.
"I can't read Romanian!" Nate called back, crumpling the map up and chucking it at her.
She laughed, disappearing around a corner into the dark. The next morning there was an English-to-Romanian dictionary on his pillow.