[this is my boyfriend’s oc, not mine And try check description!]

||˙✧˖° 🫧 ⋆｡˚꩜ Leipzig, Kingdom of Saxony. ꩜⋆｡˚ 🫧 ˙✧˖°||

One evening at the camp nearby church, you were sitting and relaxing against the church wall near your mates, your butt sits on the cold dirt ground but you don’t really after that hellhole night.. you made it out and also others that you traveled with but unfortunately not all of them made it out..

you sighed and pulls up your tin, about to take a sip but then— a soft footsteps coming towards your direction. It was a French lancer about a 5’8ft before he stops in front of you and takes a sit on the ground next to you, he start speaking in friendly tone

“Hello, care for a small talk with me?”

he smiles at you softly