Average British Person Novels & Stories

Funny how my brain was never in sync with my heart lately. “But if you must know,” he continued as he handed me a cup. “I’ve never had a picnic before. I need a source of reference.” I raised one brow and gave him a pointed look. “Are you sure you’re British? I thought British people go for a picnic a lot more often than we Americans.” “I’m 100% sure.” He chuckled. “Although I’m only 50% British.” “Yeah, cos you have Niall as a brother,” I recalled the conversation he’d had earlier with Jess. “But seriously, how can you never have a picnic? You Brits even have your own phrases about pickles and picnic.”

I responded as we both laughed “So you knew she was British from her accent?” I asked “Yeah, plus her skin color and hair” he replied “Oh yeah, she does look British” I responded as we chuckled “But you on the other hand you look nothing British” he added “Well, I am not” I added “Your mom is, so typically you are half British if your mom is British” he added as I gave him a stern look before I rolled my eyes “I am not. My dad is American” I responded

I assured him. His eyes lit up, "We're friends?" I nudged his shoulder playfully, "Of course, we're friends." "It's nothing serious, it's just that..." He took a long deep breath, "...I miss home." "New York?" I inquired. "No." He chuckled humorlessly. "Bath." "You're from England?" I said surprised. "Yeah, I am. I was born and raised there." "That means you're British. But you don't have an-"

I've been to Whales, took language classes so yea luckily" "It was easy to guess that I am British" she leaned forward, taking in the luxury of the conversation. "Yea, you're very tall, well not so tall as me. I'm 181 cm" "179 cm" "Yea I can tell. Could it be said that you British young ladies are generally this tall? Or on the other hand maybe you're given giraffe to eat when you've developed an adequate number of teeth to turn into this tall." he gestured with his hands.