『 KANYEREALDAUGHTER, ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴛs !! . . . 』
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 - the "gang" realized that they're really in paris they stole money from their mom's and dad's and caught a flight to paris while their there it's been up and downs ever since .
❝ why do you...
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FRANCE HALONA POV MAY 31 1996
it has been a couple of minutes since we took them pictures, and we're just walking around paris.
"where are we gonna to sleep?" stevie asked.
"we have money, dude." ruben says, nudging stevie.
"yeah american money we are in france." ray intervened.
"i took my ma card." fuckshit says.
"would it even work like ray said we are in france." ruben says by now we ended up where the tourists were at several hotels and people speaking english , cars goes and scooters crossing the road.
"maybe but if we spent something here, they can track us down and bring us home." i said, sighing. it all went quite well, not the town but us. we didn't know where to go, it was getting late.
"looks there's a hotel." stevie says.
"yeah we don't have any mon- ruben was cut off by fuckshit.
"yeah and i know a trick." he says, smirking, the rest of us confused looking at each other. he started to walk over to the hotel, so we all followed him.
third - person pov
olan had came up with an idea weather it was a dumb or smart one. he told them just to sit down in the waiting area. they did what he says, olan started to walk slowly past the desk.
"hi im checking out of room 318 gary randall."
"did you have a pleasant stay?" the lady wat the front desk asked olan didn't want to be suspicious, so he went above them listening for above.
" terrific."
"okay , my name is monica . Is there anything else i can do for you? or arrange transportation?"
"think we're all set." after that conversation that olan was eavesdropping he ran downstairs back where the rest of them we're sitting at.
"lona gemme your phone." he says.
"without hesitation, she gave him her phone.
"what's the password." olan asked.
"you already know it." with that, he got into her phone.
