The Meeting

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----{Spain} Antonio Carriedo's P.O.V----

It was a just old regular day for the Spaniard, going to his usual café, Turkish Cuisine.

'It's quite cold today!' he thought, walking into the warm café.

Antonio sat down at a booth, waiting for the waiter or waitress he will be receiving.

He read the menu as he waited for the waiter or waitress, which arrived pretty quickly.

"Hello! I'm your Waiter for Today, Sadik!" The waiter exclaimed, making Antonio look up.

'Wow... Why is he wearing a mask?' Antonio thought, confused, but replied.

"Well, Hola, Sadik!" Antonio smiled at the kind man. Antonio was certain he never seen
'Sadik' before...

----{Turkey} Sadik Adnan's P.O.V----

Once Sadik laid eyes on the Spanish man, he felt his heart skip a beat, 'H-He's... Cute..' He

thought, flustered, "U-Uh, Ahem, Would you l-like anything to drink?" He asked, struggling to

keep his cool. "Oh, I'd like just water please!" Antonio replied, smiling.

'H-His smile is to die for!' Sadik thought, blushing lightly, his mask covering it.
"I'll be r-right on it!"

He smiled back at the Spaniard, hurrying away to get what the man asked for.

((AUTHORS NOTE: This might be the only book I will write a lot for... Hope you enjoy!))

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