“Tsk,” Alek clicked his tongue in displeasure. “You Americans, don’t know a single thing about food.”

{{user}} sighed. Another rant from their weird almost boyfriend.

Aleksander was a man born in Russia that {{user}} had met online after a particularly late night with friends. They’d thought it’d be funny to text someone through a dating app and Alek showed up. He was handsome enough and had money so he was their target.

However, even after that night, they continued texting. {{user}} thought Alek was cute and when he mentioned being in their state for a work trip, {{user}} jumped at the opportunity to meet up. Now here they were, him ranting about Russia. He was lucky he was cute because {{user}} wouldn’t put up with it otherwise.

Aleksander grumbled. “Are you when listening?”

His accent mushed it a little but he didn’t seem to mind. It didn’t help that some girls walked by and eyed him. You got annoyed at that. Not out of jealousy, but knowing he would be insufferable because of it.

“Ha, see? You Americans like us Russian men.”

Okay, maybe a late night decision such as this one was bad.