IT was a cold dark night. Somewhere in the city was the opening of the new Opera house that Vincenzo Armani created. The business mogul wanted to expand his business. In front of the Opera house there were a lot of people in front it waiting to get...
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"I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT you are going on a date with Vincenzo fucking Armani, a couple of months ago you didn't even know who he was." Zoya shrieked when I told her that Vincenzo asked me on a date.
After the dinner at a five star restaurant, the food was nice but I preferred Vincenzo's home cooking, we walked around for a bit and then he asked me out on a date. So, now that I'm back home I told Zoya and she is going totally crazy.
"Did he tell you where you guys will be going?" She asked when she calmed down. "No, he just told me to bring a white fancy dress and a bag with some clothes for a couple of days. And a passport..."
Zoya's central heterochromia eyes widen and then she shrieked, "no fucking way, he is bringing you abroad! Girl you need to hook me up with one of his buddies." The only buddy of him that I know of is Luca.
"I'm actually so jealous right now, I'll be stuck here trying to write songs while you are going to a whole ass different country where your back will be getting blown and going on fancy ass dates." Zoya is a singer who also writes songs but at the moment she is kind of stuck.
"Do you know what, just tuck me in your luggage." I chuckled at that, "sure why not."
"And you should take a break from writing, just go and take a fresh breath."
An evil grin came on her face, "do you know what I actually need? A good fuck and the best place to find it is in a club so we should go to one." At that moment she looked like a fallen angel with the sun shining on her tawny brown skin.
I groaned, "I don't have a choice do I?" A fake gasp left her, "everyone has a choice, darling." Hmm, she is right though.
"Do you even have club dresses?" She asks, it's been a while since I went to one so they're probably at the back of my closet. "Probably." I answered. She furrowed her brows, "yeah that isn't a good answer."
"I will try to work on my song and then later I will try to find a dress for you." She lastly said before leaving the living room. With a last worried look to her she disappeared to her room.
Even though she doesn't really complain about what she does—she only complains about the writing process—I know that it must be tiring to not have hit it big like her peers.
She is amazing so I hope that her time will be here soon but if she's not going to let that bring her down, I won't be the one doing it for her.
After a couple of minutes she barged back to the living room, "can you believe this, Loraine is going on a world tour soon and she wants me to be her opening act." She screamed the last part. I jumped out of the couch and pulled her into a hug.
"This is exciting news! I'm so happy for you!"
"We both have good news, the club is going to go perfectly!"
