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Frain: Blind Date
Francis sighed, playing with the rose in front of him. He was at a little café, and he was waiting for his blind date to show up.
His friend Arthur had set them up, saying that they would have a lot in common. He was to have a rose, and the other would have a carnation.
And honestly, Francis was a little nervous. The Brit didn't have a single romantic bone in his body, and Francis was from the country of love. He shouldn't be going on a blind date, especially one arranged by the Brit.
But there he was.
"Excuse me," a voice said, and Francis thought the accent might be Spanish. "Are you perhaps Arturo's friend?"
Francis looked up to see someone that looked like a Spaniard, with the most gorgeous face Francis had ever seen, and his green eyes were also to die for. The Frenchman noticed that the other had a carnation in his hand, and he gave his most stunning smile.
"Oui, that's moi," Francis said. "Francis Bonnefoy."
He held out a hand, and the Spaniard smiled, accepting the hand.
"Antonio Carriedo," he said, sitting down.
…
The two had conversed and flirted for an hour. Francis found that the Spaniard was nice to have around, and the two connected on many different levels.
After the hour, the two saw their mutual friend Arthur coming towards them, and they both smiled and waved.
"So," Arthur said once he reached them, "I see you two seem to be getting along well."
"Oui, mon ami," Francis said. "One from the country of love, the other from the country of passion. You surprise me, Sourcils."
"Si," Antonio said. "How'd you know that we'd get along like this? No offence, but you're not exactly the romantic type."
"It's simple, really," Arthur said. "You're both infuriating."
So, I went with the blind date.
The reason I chose Arthur as the mutual friend is because of the last line. Since both France and Spain tend to get on England's bad side, I figured I could do this.
And you'd be surprised by the lack of Frain on this site.