American, check. Law school - ambitious, clever, or at least thinks so. Or, well, he could be pushed into it, there's always that possibility. Family in the UK, no wonder he's got that accent.
"Well, you can speak with any accent you want, with me," he shrugged his shoulders. "I ain't no accent elitist, me." A mischievous grin plastered itself across Vincente's face. "Actually, I rather like noticing different accents, like some sort of mental survey, but it's just a... hobby, I guess? One of my hobbies, at any rate."
An omnivorous reader with a strangely retentive memory for trifles.
|Because this message is archived you cannot respond to it.|