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Interviewer: What do you remember about the tour?
Lata: Everyone had secrets that tour.
[Band stays quiet]
Billy: I, uh... It was, it was a long time ago. I don't...
Camila: I remember everything
Lata: Mine just had to be personal. It was hell.
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The wedding party went till there was no one left dancing or had the energy to keep their eyes open. Yet no matter how much Warren and Lata drank or partied in other ways they were always lucid enough to make sure the other wasn't too far gone. It's how they both actually ended the night in their own bed.
Warren had woken up before Lata and considering she was always on the move early in the day it was rare that his eyes were open. Lata normally wore her hair in two braids when going to sleep because she didn't want to wake up with knots in her elbow-length hair, only this time her hair was in very loose curls from the night before.
Lata stirred in his arms turning to face him rather than keep sleeping with her back to him. Seeing her eyes slightly open Warren kisses her head, "Morning, baby"
Lata just nestles more into his chest taking a few seconds to fully wake up and realize that today he'd be leaving, "You're leaving today"
"But not right now," Warren whispers kissing her head again not wanting to disrupt her if she planned to stay in bed
Lata tries to enjoy the moment, but she's suddenly wrapped up in the fact that later that night she'd be sleeping alone. She'd been sleeping alone for about three quarters of her life, only now Warren had changed everything.
"We need rules"
"Rules?" Warren asks looking down at her while raising a hand to move his curls out of his face
Lata sits up and faces her boyfriend who looked glorious laying down shirtless in bed with his curly hair splayed out on the pillow, "Like you're going to call me at least once a week-"
"Oh I'm calling you every day," Warren interrupts Lata taking in how she looked in his shirt and hair higher in some parts while others stayed flat
"Warren, we're both going to be busy. I'm starting classes soon and..." Lata takes Warren's hand in hers making sure he can't distract her by touching her thighs "and this is going to be more course load for me. If I can't see your face every day then I want to at least hear your voice twice a week for at least two hours without fail"
