Alaric stepped into the bustling streets of London carelessly. Gazing up and down the misty cobblestones of the sidewalk mindlessly, he sighed, picking up his step with a tedious stride, making his way to the office he worked at, and not expecting much.

Deep down he hated England. He hated the UK. He hated everything about the British. He was tired of all the posh talk, silent judgement over tea, and how proper they were with each other. He overall missed home, back in Germany. Though strict, it was the place to be.

He grunted with displeasure at the sight of the front doors of the office, his eyes narrowing as he walked in, bowing his head stiffly to the members of the front desk. With a slight frown, he strolled over to his part of the office which dealt with business affairs regarding collaboration with others.

Looking down at his desk he found a note that someone left, a note from someone he didn't know; you. He scanned the paper lazily and looked up, ready to take the new member of staff on a tour of the office.

He smirked when he saw you.

"You're the new member right? Wie sehr kostbar.." He mumbled, shaking his head with amusement.

"I'll show you around.."

He continued to stare you down in a condescending way... muttering under his breath...

"..Ich werde dafür sorgen, dass ich dich für immer hasse.."