ᴴᵉᵃᵛᵉⁿ ˢᵉⁿᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵀᵒ ᴹᵉ ~ ᴬ.ᴳ

𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕚 𝕚 𝕔𝕒𝕫𝕫𝕚 𝕥𝕦𝕠𝕚 ~ 𝟙𝟘

❝ 𝓂𝒾  𝒽𝒶𝒾  𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓉𝑜  𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓅𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓁  𝓉𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑜  𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝒾 𝒶𝒷𝒷𝒾𝒶𝓂𝑜 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑜  𝓅𝒶𝒸𝑒 ❞  

(you threw a heel at me, and then we made up)

𝕦𝕟 𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕘𝕚𝕠 𝕕𝕚 𝕤𝕠𝕝𝕖 ~ 𝕛𝕠𝕧𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕚

ˢᵉᵖᵗᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ⁶ᵗʰ ²⁰¹⁹

Stella stood amidst the hustle and bustle of the airport as she awaited the moment when she could finally board her flight to New York. Her eyes were a piercing hazel color that seemed to hold within them an untold number of mysteries waiting to be unlocked by those who dared to look deeply into them. And yet, it was not merely Stella's ravishing appearance that set her apart from others - for she possessed a wit so sharp and sarcastic that it could cut through even the thickest of tensions with ease, leaving all in its wake amused and entertained beyond measure. Her figure, too, was nothing short of exquisite, possessing curves and angles that would render any man weak at the knees with desire.

While Stella was waiting in line to board the plane, she inadvertently overheard a conversation between two gentlemen discussing her physical appearance. "fra, hai mai visto una donna più bella?" One of them brazenly said. (bro, have you ever seen a more gorgeous woman?)

Stella's initial reaction was one of annoyance and frustration as she rolled her eyes at the audacity of these men. However, she quickly regained her composure and retorted confidently, "Sì, ne vedo uno ogni volta che mi guardo allo specchio". (Yes, I see one every time I look in the mirror.)

Stella was not one to be easily flattered or wooed by the opinions of others when it came to her own beauty. Instead, she exudes self-assurance and poise - qualities that only add to her already striking appearance.

The two men looked at each other bewildered as Stella smirked and made her way onto the plane. With an air of confidence that was impossible to ignore, Stella strutted down the plane's narrow aisle, turning heads left and right as strangers gazed in awe at her beauty.

After finally settling into her seat for the long flight ahead, Stella couldn't help but overhear some of the conversations happening around her. An American couple sitting behind her bickered back and forth about who should sit next to the window while another man loudly complained about how he simply could not fit comfortably in his assigned seat.

Not one to shy away from speaking her mind, Stella interjected with a perfectly timed quip. "Excuse me," she said, even though she spoke English fluently but held on tightly to her thick Italian accent. "I'm sure if you sucked in your gut just a little bit more, you might fit."

The man turned beet red with embarrassment as Stella giggled to herself at the success of her witty comment.

During the long flight to New York, Stella entertained herself by eavesdropping on everyone's conversations and making witty remarks. Even the flight attendants found themselves laughing along with her sarcastic quips.

Finally arriving at JFK Airport in bustling New York City, Stella grabbed hold of her luggage and began weaving through crowds of people jostling for space amidst the chaos. But despite all this commotion around her, fate had other plans in store for her - as she walked forward confidently, she tripped over someone else's luggage and tumbled down onto the ground in a heap.