SpainxTsundere!Reader - Flower of the Season
"I am not going to fall in love again. I am not going to fall in love again. I am not going to fall in love again" You thought bitterly to yourself. The last boyfriend? Dumped you for some...ahem 'easy to get girl' and left you in the dust. You were determined not to fall in love again.
But first, a drink. No, not just a drink. Multiple drinks. You had to get rid of the memory somehow and what better way to do so then to drown it? You sat in the bar lazily, drinking down some strong Russian vodka.
"Hey chica, you okay?" A soft voice asked, heavily laced with a Spanish accent. You glanced up, seeing a tanned Spaniard speaking to you. A little ways away was a Frenchie and a German albino.
"Fine, leave me alone." You snapped. The Frenchie came over at this, wrapping his arm around your shoulder.
"Something tells me that you aren't speaking the truth, no?" He asked. You glared at him, shoving his arm off you.
"I'm perfectly fine." You repeated, taking another drink of your vodka.