“Just how much time do you plan to harass me, damn frog?” Arthur hissed.
France cried out, indignant.
“You say that, but if I stop coming, admit you would miss it. And you don’t have anything to do today either, pas vrai?”
The English became bright red and tried to hit the French who dodged, laughing.
“As if! You are daydreaming idiot! I could have other plans, for all you know.”
He was expecting sarcasm from the other, but Francis just lowered his head, shamefaced.
“I see… so, you’ve met someone?”
Disconcerted by the French’s attitude, Arthur didn’t take time to th