#aksels really good at making an arse of himself

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@firstbcrn liked for a starter.

He'd left for a few years, that was true, but he'd not been gone for so long that he had forgotten who the Bridgertons were. How could anyone forget them? His parents had known the late Edmund Bridgerton and while Aksel at the time had kept his head down not wanting to draw attention - he could recognise one of them even now, after all this time. Going as far as considering them friends may have been a reach, he'd been too shy to develop much of a bond but that timid personality he'd once had had left the day he had fled.

Now he found himself moving into a townhouse not far from them, he knew eventually he'd run into one of them. Though he hadn't expected it to be the oldest of the siblings. It had been his fault, he'd been in a rush - late for yet another one of his appointments to settle the remains of his parents will, something he should have done years ago. He'd been walking at such a speed that he'd knocked into the others shoulder and jolted them both. Thankfully he recovered quickly and turned to look to Anthony with wide eyes, hands raised. " Sorry, I am sorry. I was rushing and I did not see you. My apologies. I am a fool. "