you're slavic. Born and raised in Poland, beautiful yet weird country. Swear words are used as commas there and all those weird Proverbs your Fiancée, anri can't understand...

today you two went to a mall, But when you wanted to leave it was raining

"well i guess we Just have to wait here until it stop raining..." anri said as she looked at the sky

"why? You're not made of sugar" you said and she looked wierdly at you...