Three was Mila's lucky number, it was also her favourite number. Something about it calmed her. She enjoyed having three of everything or doing something three times. So surprisingly, when three men appeared in her life, it was a good sign. Like the...
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Oliwia is currently rambling on about how irresponsible I've been lately. Drinking, partying, not returning home or texts.
"It's honestly not that deep, Liw," I finally interrupt her rant.
She rolls her eyes and focuses back to driving us to our new apartment. Well we apparently moved in a week and a half ago. Hm, life goes by fast.
"Who were they anyway?"
"Hm," I look at her confused. Who is she on about?
She groans, "The men, Mila, the men who drove you and kissed you good-bye. Who were they?"
"Ooohh, them. Okay I get you. That was just Marcel and Badr. Edon was busy."
Her face scrunched up in confusion as silent anger burned in her eyes. "Didn't you know strangers can be dangerous."
"They're not strangers!"
"Mhm, sure."
The rest of the drive was silent.
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We returned home and Edon was sat at the dinner table, waiting for us.
"First things first, when are we taking her on a date?" Badr was the first to speak.
"As soon as possible," I mutter.
He rolls his eyes and Edon replies, "Tomorrow?"
"Are we gonna be straight forward about what we want or do you not wanna scare her away just yet?" I said.
"Straight-forward." Edon nodded in agreement to Badr's words.
"Okay, then."
"Dinner or is that too basic?" Edon asks.
"We could go out for dinner, get to know each other, then come back here and tell her what we look for in a relationship. Whatever happens from there on happens," Badr explained.
Ringing echoed throughout the room, I look down and see it's my phone. I picked up the phone, "Bonjour maman. Oui, je vais bien. D'accord, d'accord, je te verrai demain."
Once the call ended, we continued our conversation.
"So, I'm meeting my mum tomorrow at around three. I think we should pick Mila up at about six, Edon book the restaurant and Badr you text her the information."
They both nodded and went to do their own things. I, on the other hand, opened up my favourite book and relaxed. Excitement for tomorrow nestled its way into my heart.
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Badr texted me information about our date tomorrow. I've never been on a date with three men before so this'll be interesting.
However, I have discovered I have absolutely nothing to wear!
Well I do.
One problem: everything is packed up in boxes. Oliwia thought this would be the perfect punishment, to come home after a long time away and see my room a mess. I'm so disorganised normally, but this is next level.
I don't even know where to start and my body is lulling me to sleep by just thinking of tidying.
Maybe, just maybe, if I push the boxes out of the way a little bit then I could lay on the floor and take a little nap.
Yep, that sounds perfect.
The cold wooden floor froze my body as I pressed against it. My eyes fluttered shut and away my mind went. Dreams, of three men and the joy they bring, preoccupied me.
