ItsAnArtfulLife

 "Arthur?" The blond haired english man looked towards his friend (your name), raising an eyebrow in the process. "Yes (your name)?" Without warning, the blond man's eyes widened as (your name) opened his mouth as if trying to seek some buried teasure. She peered into his mouth and stared at his teeth. "You don't have bad teeth Arthur!" "Bloody hell woman!?" Arthur turned red, realizing how close her mouth was to his, however the girl in front of him didn't care. (Your name) pulled out a small notepad and paper and checked something off. Arthur began to get curious. "What's that (your name)..?" he asked as calmly as he could. He

 "Norwegian's look as if they're soaked in bleach.." Lukas Bondevik, turned his head to see (first name) (last name) glaring at a computer screen, seemingly talking to herself. Finding this all to interesting, Lukas peered over, accidentally resting his head on her shoulder, making her gasp and turn to see him. "Lukas you scared me!" she replied, clicking the minimize button. "What were you looking at?" he asked, taking the mouse, putting his hand over hers and moving the mouse back to the website she was on. It wasn't really a site though. She was looking up 'Norwegian Stereotypes', and Lukas raised an eyebrow. (Your name) just let ou