London, England

[England]

((Cruelty!))

England tried to get away but failed, so he gave up and was dragged.

[Russia]

But Iggy is skinny T___T ))

France got to the restaurant and the seater showed them to a seat. "Yes, now you can finally have some good food in your stomach, that's why you're so skinny." he commented pushing him in his seat then sitting down himself.

[England]

((Don't kill what little self-esteem he has left T^T))

England scowled, "Stop saying that."

[Russia]

I'm sorry T___T ))

"Okay okay, I will stop only because you're not putting up a fight and accepting to spend time with." he smiled as they got their menus.

[England]

((Good <33))

"Whatever." He was just too tired to argue right now so he just gave up.

[Russia]

<33 ))

The waiter came by and they ordered their food and France decided to just stare at England. He was staring because he didn't want to scare him away and wanted him to start the conversation.

[England]

((<333))


"Why are you looking at me like that? ..."

[Russia]

<333 ))

"Trying to get you to strike up a conversation instead of being stuck up." he smiled still staring at him.

[England]

((:3))

"...By staring at me?" He asked, now confused.

[Russia]

"Yep." he smiled leaning a little closer.

[England]

"...You're weird." England stated, leaning away away from.

[Russia]

France leaned back because their food had got there. "I don't see why you can't just talk to me..." he sighed.

[England]

England looked down, wondering the same thing.

[Russia]

France couldn't help it, he wanted an answer. So he lifted his chin keeping a distance this time, "Why?"

[England]

"Why what?" England asked, pretending not to know.