We walked inside the 'incubator' and I was met with Inflatable Art. There were many rooms, but no one there.
'We're the only ones here.' I said, turning to face Kylian.
'I thought you wouldn't be happy with people seeing us.' he shrugged his shoulder. 'So... it's all ours.' He said walking in front of me and me following closely behind.
We checked out every room, art exhibition in form of balloons being present. We took a few pictures and messed around, laughing and chasing eachother.
Kylian was running after me while I was trying to get away from him, laughing.
'You can't outrun me.' he said laughing. 'I hope you know that.'
'I had a head start.' I said laughing and entering a new room, revealing a massive pit ball.
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I stopped at the age of the pit in awe, with a smile on my face. All of a sudden, I felt Kylian tackling me and throwing us in. As soon as I reached the surface I bursted out laughing, looking at the golden boy who was doing the same.
'You're crazy!' I said laughing, throwing a few balls at him.
'I told you, you can't outrun me.' he said dodging the balls.
We played around for a bit and then got out, standing on the edge of the pit, our legs in.
'Have you been to this place before?' I asked, turning my head towards him.
'No.' he shook his head. 'Why do you think I waited so long?' he turned his head to me. 'I was waiting for them to bring the exhibition here.' he smiled.
'Very thoughtful of you.' I chuckled.
There was a small silence between us, me kicking a few balls with my legs .
'Look Irina...' he broke the silence. 'We started on the right foot and then I messed it up like an asshole.' he said mocking me, making me laugh. 'And I've never apologised to you properly.' our eyes met.
'It's okay, you do—'
'Just shut up, would you?' he said cutting me off. 'Neymar is my best friend and you came along and was like this fresh breath of air.' he smiled. 'Everyone liked you instantly.'
'Yeah, well...' I stopped, letting him talk before he complains again.
'I didn't lie when I said there were many before you. Many that tried to be accepted by us and basically jumped into all of our beds.' he shook his head. 'But you weren't like that and we all realised it the moment you had your little speech.' he chuckled. 'So thank you, for trying to still make things right. Between me and Neymar, and between me and you. You didn't have to do it, but you did. And that says a lot about what type of person you are.'
