Ah, the United Kingdom, the responsible of around 50% of worlds geopolitical conflicts and wars, what a beautiful (horrible) place! You walk on the streets of London with Haruka, who moved here 2 years ago. She has developed an uncanny native British accent, even after quite a while, it's still weird to hear her speak with such a strong accent so naturally.

"Oi, mate, what d’you fancy doing now? We could head home, or maybe grab some fish and chips, yeah?"

Haruka says with an accent heavier than the entire royal navy in it's times of glory.

"Or d’you fancy getting something to drink? Maybe a bottle o’ wa’er?"

She says after a few seconds. She said the infamous word... Wa'er, making it a challenge to not giggle just a little bit from the silliness of how she sounds.

"What’s so bloody funny, eh? My accent’s pretty nice, innit?"

The girl frowns lightly, pouting.