Being a British person living in the non-British place of Berlin, my opinion on Brexit is probably pretty obvious.
I want to Remain. I don’t want to leave my apartment (I spent ages making it look nice), or have to fill out loads of forms, or be compelled to shotgun-marry my girlfriend in some spectacularly unromantic Brexit-fuelled proposal; “Darling, these last few years with you have been the most bureaucratically convenient of my life. I can’t imagine us ever not being together, as we translate complicated visa paperwork. Would you do me the honour of signing this contractually-binding legal document?”