Lunch.

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"𝐈𝐋𝐘𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐁𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐄 " she knew as soon as her dorm room phone rang and it was judas saying bunny is demanding Richard to spend the money he didn't have on lunch and that she should come and sort it out so Ilya grabb...

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"𝐈𝐋𝐘𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐁𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐄 " she knew as soon as her dorm room phone rang and it was judas saying bunny is demanding Richard to spend the money he didn't have on lunch and that she should come and sort it out so Ilya grabbed her red Ferrari F1 jacket and raced through the avenues trying to find the restaurant, around five minutes later she did end up finding it she grabbed her wallet and got out the car not even bothering to park her cherry red sports car. The bell on the restaurant's door made all three boys look back and for Richard to sigh in relief " why didn't you pay?" Ilya said looking directly at Judas with a frown on her face " he asked Richard to pay and didn't let me pay" Judas confessed with a tired sigh Ilya wanted to get back to her dorm so she quickly paid and dragged bunny the collar to her car Richard started talking to someone and Ilya turned to see who it and saw Henry " I handled it Henry take Judas and Richard and I'll take Bun" she commanded before Henry could say anything both Richard and Judas were sitting in his car he nodded at her and started to get into his car, Ilya practically threw bunny into her car and raced at a dangerous speed down the streets "you shouldn't have paid " bunny started " why? I practically saved you from embarrassment bun" Ilya tried to reason with the blond boy she was warming up to " the waiter was a fag" he stated while taking a coffee candy from her cup holder only to have it taken away and dropped back into the cup holder he huffed and looked away onto the passing streets Ilya sighed and opened her dashboard with one hand and nudged him " pick anything you want" she nodded towards the dashboard that was filled with candy bunny smiled at her and picked up a fist full of sour candy "doesn't matter if we payed or not bun once a fag always a fag" Ilya shrugged both kids laughing while eating candy and listening to the songs on the radio the drive was shorter than expected Ilya and bun got out the car howling with laughter bun had his arm on her shoulder and was whispering jokes into her ear making her laugh even louder two shopping bags in buns hands from the time they stopped and bought even more candy to eat it was a pretty sight to see Judas thought who knew Bunny would make her happy .

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Bunny loved ilya's dorm room her bed was velvet and the color was a stunning maroon with silk black bed sheets and pillowcases her nightstand was black and was decorated with Russian literature books, a red lamp, and a black telephone, looking to his left he saw a black desk with black shelves on the wall that were already filled with books too many books in his opinion on her desk was a record player, cigarettes , multiple vodka bottles that were unopened, Russian news papers neatly stacked on top of each other , a pack of the coffee candies she didn't let him take , When he looked around to find pictures on the wall he was Met with no family pictures just classical Baroque paintings looking ahead towards the big window he saw a small black round table with two maroon velvet cushioned chairs on the table was a heart shaped ashtray a coffee mug and a chess board bunny sat on the chair and started to eat the candies they bought while Ilya walked towards her closet to take off her jacket when she was interrupted by a Knock on the door ilya went to open it and saw Richard standing awkwardly with a sheepish smile he asked for bunny and was met with the sight of him eating candy and toying with ilya's chess board Richard asked bunny to leave with him after some convincing he finally left but not before leaving his number for Ilya and a wet kiss on her cheek leaving her to read the letters Russian journalists sent her asking her for a tour and an interview she sat down and began writing her replies to them she agreed to all of the interviews knowing it would be a good time to make her own name she was chasing that fame .

                                      

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