When Georgia finally came face to face with the guy she met online at a famous boyband group chat, she never expected who it could be, never in her wildest dreams. But their secret relationship needs to surpass trials such as the latter's blooming r...
"That was a long flight," said Georgia as she stretched her arms and sprawled on the couch of their suite in a 4-star Stewart Hotel after placing a call to her parents to inform them that they safely checked in to their hotel. Untying the shoelace of her Vans old skool shoes to free her feet after a 5-hour flight from Sea-tac to JFK airport and another 55-minute drive to the hotel from the airport, Oh, that feels good, she thought to herself.
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"I'm parched, I forgot to drink anything while we were on the plane.", uttered Jovie as she scoured the inside of the suite's small refrigerator, only to find bottles of water as a complimentary from the Hotel. "Frank, would you like to order something? Or have Dad send us something instead?" she called on her brother, Frank.
Frank appeared from the other room to the receiving area of their suite. "Why don't we just head out and eat while we wait for Dad for dinner? It is still early anyway."
Georgia nodded in agreement. "That's a great idea. I'd love to stroll outside in the meantime, it's just half past four." She replied while looking at her watch. "I'll just change into something more comfortable."
Jovie eyed her from head to foot. Judging her White tank top with a denim jacket, skinny pants, and Vans shoes. "I agree" she mumbled wryly. Georgia gave her the 'I know' look and rolled her eyes at her. "Chop chop!" Jovie ordered her mockingly.
She changed in a snap. Looking snatched in her summer knee-length dress, cropped denim jacket, and Dr. Marten's 1460 red boots with her long auburn hair tied into a ponytail with baby strands on the side of her face and some on her forehead, Georgia sauntered outside the captivating, vibrant and busy streets of New York City with Jovie and Frank. They stopped at a Hotdog stand near Times Square to grab food.
"He-wow" Georgia muttered in a mouthful as she tried to answer Randall's call while devouring her sandwich. "Sorry, hello. I was chewing." Both she and Randall laughed after she swallowed the sandwich.
"Obviously, haha. So you already arrived here in New York?" Randall asked.
She wiped her mouth with a tissue and answered, "Yup. Landed a couple of hours ago. Took us 55 minutes from JFK to the hotel."
"And we went outside for a walk and a hotdog 'cause we are famished." Jovie interrupted. "And parched." Frank chimed in. The group burst into chuckles, including Randall.
"So you're having hotdog sandwiches at a stand? Oooh, I miss that." Randall stated. "What are you having?"
"Mine is Chili Cheese Dog Bake" Georgia responded while licking the sauce that was about to spill from her sandwich. "It's so good."
"You're making my mouth water." Randall laughed. "It's been a long time since I ate at a hotdog stand here in New York."
