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Lately, I've been obsessed with the 90s & 2000s, particularly Y2K and I don't see many stori...
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📍4732 Crystal Lane, Hollywood Hills, CA 🕐 1:00 am
I pull into the driveway and put the car in park.
I wasn't sure why Marlon wanted me over so late. He said to look out for his call when we left the Wayans Bros set earlier. I didn't think he would call me this late and have me come over here so urgently.
I shrugged, snapped out of my thoughts, and walked to the front door with my bunny slippers, and pajama set.
I rang the doorbell and could hear a pleasant sound throughout the home. He's so extra, of course, he has a special doorbell ring.
Soon, he opens the door. He was dressed in only a royal blue velvet robe and surprisingly similar bunny slippers.
Jessica: Only we would have matching slippers.
We both laughed in amusement.
Marlon: Only we would have good taste! Come in!
We continue laughing as he signals me to come inside.
I enter and he shuts the door behind me. We continue with our friendly banter as he leads me to the living area.
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His mansion was quite nice, definitely to my taste.
We proceeded to sit down and I playfully threw a sarcastic jab at Marlon.
Jessica: Your place is quite beautiful, didn't expect that from you.
He smiles,
Marlon: First the slippers, now the house? What else you like about me, girl?
I laugh,
Jessica: You know.. I admire you, your work ethic is pretty amazing or whatever.
He blushes and signals me to stop playfully, he's such a clown.
Marlon: Oh, stop it!
We both laugh.
Our laughs faded and we both looked at each other. His stare was burning yet sincere.
