In all honesty I feel more comfortable here. Life's a beach. Literally.
The whole vibe of Florida revolves around the beach. Wakeup, shower, get dressed, eat, go to the beach, go home repeat. Maybe ill move here.
Mattia: Yenni, How far is the hotel from here?
I hate when he calls me that. He doesn't want me to call him Matti, and i don't, so why can't he call me Y/n? Or at least say Yenisis. Its really not that hard.
Y/n: 45 mins. We would have already been there if you would have waited to go eat after we checked in.
Im pissed off. It's traffic. We got here 15mins early but Mattia had to eat after i said its rush hour. Now we are stuck on a bridge and I'm mad. Im the one driving, that's probably why he did it.
Mattia: Maybe you should have got coffee, you probably wouldn't be irritated.
He's not wrong, but he's not right either. If i had coffee id still be irritated. Not as bad as i am now though. I know he purposefully did this and thats what made me mad.
We finally arrived at the hotel and checked in. We get the keys and i head to the elevator. Mattia is trailing behind because i made him carry everything do to the fact he pissed me off he deserves the consequences.
The elevator door closes on him and i didn't even try to keep it open. He knows how i am and I absolutely hate childish shit. So i matched his energy.
I finally reach my door, got my key out and opened the door. It was beautiful. It had a private jacuzzi, a kitchen, and wrap balcony. I go sit on the couch as i wait for Mattia.
I hear the buzzer and there he is. Sweaty and disheveled. Kinda sexy.
Mattia: Why didn't you hold the doors y/n?
Y/n: I don't know. Maybe because you purposely got food knowing you weren't hungry, ate hella slow and i mean hella slow, called me Yenny and then tried to make it seem like it wasn't serious and it was. I told you we had to check in at a certain time and you did that. Now because of you i cant take my 2hr nap. Because i have to be at the shoot in 30 minutes. Im going to go shower and when i come out, don't talk to me.
I grab my baby phat tracksuit, my panties, my hair tie and my socks and head to the bathroom. I place everything neatly on the hanger rack and get in.
I get out, get dressed and I'm ready to go. I grab my keys, my monster, my phone and my purse and i walk out the door. Then my manager calls me.
Mgmt: Y/n: hurry up now! You are not going to believe this.
He hangs up.
He is lucky the photography studio is only 15 mins away.
I get in my yellow Camaro and go.
