When I landed in London I immediately went and grabbed some clothes, all they had was an army uniform it I didn’t mind. I stroll through the large city, my shoes clicking on the stoned streets. My eyes lock with a pub, I walk in, then sit down at the pub and signal the bartender.

“Hello I’ll have—“

My eyes widen as I see the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.

“You— I mean your name! Yeah your name.”

I smile, and take their hand and kiss their knuckles. My eyes gazing up into theirs.