We got to the hotel and he was still doing what he was doing ... Nothing,not talking to me but looking at his phone, probably talking to a girl ...I didn't know why it bothered me so much,my other cousins did the same in a way,we would all be on our phones and bond. It was our way of bonding.
We got to the hotel,checked in and went to the penthouse, from there,the city was seen and it was pretty. The people looked like ants and dots. We had energy so we decided to go and explore the hotel.
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My Stolen **first** Kiss
Short StoryThis is about how my first kiss was stolen ... over and over. Definitely not romantic or has a Happy ending. it's a real thing that happened and it happened to me.
