Today a Swedish couple came to Fenwick to Chistmas shop. The man sat down to have a coffee, with theirs daughter in her trolley next to him. His girlfriend walked around looking for a winter jacket.
For some reason I just let him live not knowing I'm also Swedish. I was so amused by the thought, AND by his really Swedish accent. Therefore I just continued ask him questions. I think his girlfriend came to join just because of jealousy. I had a smirky smile over my face, and I wanted tell them my identity, but what can I say.... I have a dry sence of humor?
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