Eser hummed as she laid on the ground, reading her book in the sun, just enjoying the day. It was a little before noon, nearly time to go in to get herself some lunch. She looked up as a shadow stood over her, “Merhaba! Can I help you?” She asked, “Oh, and can you move a little? You’re blocking the sun.”
She hadn’t meant for it to come off as rude as it had probably sounded, but, og well. She sat up, looking up at the man, now realizing who it was. “Oh…Mr. Spain…” He said, nodding in greeting as she stood up, brushing dust off of her, “Welcome to North Cyprus. Did you need something, or…?”
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mediterraneanprincess reblogged this from spainwashere and added:
Eser smiled a bit sadly, putting the food on two plates and setting on in front of him.”
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spainwashere reblogged this from mediterraneanprincess and added:
“Mhm, I understand that. It’s been a while since I’ve seen many of my friends or family members.”
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