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Vᴀᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ Dᴀʏ 1Solange was glad to be off the plane. The neck pain she had was no joke.
She couldn't wait to get to the beach house they had rented. She wanted to get some actual sleep.
When they got to the house everybody branched out to find their rooms. They all agreed on Solange having the biggest room since it was her birthday weekend.
The house was big enough for everyone to have their own room, but there was couples so most of the rooms won't be occupied.
Solange's birthday was tomorrow, so they were gonna go on a yacht today, and then end the night at the club. But everyone was gonna take a nap before going on the yacht.
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"Here, take my pictures." Solange handed her phone to Rod.
Zyair observed the two, jealous was an understatement. Even though Zyair and Solange agreed on being friends, they rarely communicated. Zyair felt as if Rod was the cause of that.
Rod was in fact not the cause of this, Zyair was. It was plenty of times Solange tried to hangout with Zyair, he barely responded.
"Ight nie don't hurt em'." Rod said while taking pictures of Solange.
Rod always found a way to hype Solange up. Rod loved every aspect of her.
Solange laughed, "Boy shut up."
Zyair walked off to the other side of the yacht, the jealousy was getting to him and he needed to calm down.
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