𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙍 | 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗡𝗜𝗘 𝗦𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥 ꨄ

一

Brooklyn, New York
18:33

You had just come off the plane, feeling the warm breeze on your face. You'd been studying in Germany for the past 5 years due to your fathers job, and know you were finally back home......

Your phone started ringing, the caller ID
"Imo 🫶🏽" showing up, so you answered.

"Whew it's hotter than a witches cooch in here....."
"Bitch i'm joking" you said laughing at Imogen's silence.

"Damn right you are, where should we pick you up?"

"We?? Oui? ion remember speaking french 🧐🧐" you questioned.

"Hoe. Me and Connie who else?" she said.

"Yo- hold on am I on loud speaker?"

"No."

"Good, because the amount of tomfoolery that was about to come out my godtdamn mouth. WHY IS HE SO FOINE" you ranted.

A deep, husky laugh was heard on the other side of the call, and you stopped walking, almost dropping your suitcases.

"So is that how u wanna great me? mi corazoncito?

I'm rewriting this book... tell em what u guys want me to change 🤭

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