Un Poco In English Novels & Stories

English is not my first language, so bear with me in any way you can. Thank you so much and welcome to a fun ride.

she shouted, stealing the attention of their co-workers. "Hahaha quite down a bit Col, and what are you saying?" Primo asked out of curiosity. It was kind of familiar to him though. "Oh, that's a japanese word which means good morning. I recently watch Sk8 the Infinity and I'm loving it so much I think I'll marry those 2D gorgeous men." she said excitedly and squealed earning a chuckle from the man. "Let's just go, I still don't know anything about those cartoons."

He's the best in the business) Before he finished, I leaned forward, switching to flawless Spanish without missing a beat. “¿Perdon, Inez? ¿Podrías repetir eso un poco más alto? No estoy seguro de haber entendido bien." (Sorry, Inez? Could you repeat that a little louder? I'm not sure I caught it fully) Her eyes widened like I’d just pulled a fucking gun from the bread basket. Polina let out a quiet snicker behind her menu. I didn't stop. “No te sorprendas tanto, mujer. Tu idioma no es precisamente física cuántica.” I smiled, all teeth and zero warmth.

Paris. Possibly slightly more than enough.

I said. "Sir, I don't understand ahm... speak English." He replied, D*mn it! nalimutan ko wala pala ako sa pinas, P*nyet*ng! (I forgot I'm not in the Philippines, mother f*cker!)

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Rome, Italy March 2015 "Do you speak English?" Mahone asked the bartender and his mind was scattered, filling another shot. The middle-aged bartender looked up at him and said nothing, no expression. "Ok, non lo fai ( Okay, you don't )," he sighed and finished the rest of Amaretto, a famous sweet drink in Italy.

Still holding eye contact with Frederico, he said, "Tiny flower." "Motherfucker," Frederico said under his breath. Beth directed a frown at Frederico, then turned to Brandon and rose a brow. "What?" "Flor minúscula. It means 'tiny flower'." Beth gasped. She spun around to face Frederico and narrowed her eyes. "'Tiny'? You have been calling me 'tiny' all this while? Isn't that being sexist? Calling me tiny because i'm a female? I'm tall! Tiny where?! Tiny people don't..." Frederico's eyes trailed up to shoot Brandon a deadly glare.

Now I checked the W******p group conversation: AmandaG: Guys, what did you leave out for homework? I couldn't make it yesterday 👻👻 CarlosElMejor: Something about English, I don't know it well 😅😅 Im so sorry. ViridianaFake: 😒😒 It was something about English tourism. CarlosElMejor: uy sorry Viridiana Fake �♀♀ CarlosElMejor: �♂*. AmandaG: Thank you Viri �´🏫🏫.