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"oui bitch" nate said walking out of the bathroom dressed in what he calls 'french attire'

"finally i get to use the big big mirror" i said completely ignoring him and grabbing my makeup moving into the bathroom, sofi was behind me trying to figure out her outfit.

"do you like my outfit?" he asked "i think it looks great nate!" sofia said closing the bathroom door.

"i know y'all have at least fucked once" i blurted "it could've been on the cruise,it could've been on you own time. i don't give a fuck but if you did please do not tell me every detail i don't need to know my brothers sex life." i said while sofia just stared blankly at me.

"so you wouldn't care if we did hav-" sofia started "no i wouldn't" i laughed and she tried on different outfits.

we both finished getting ready then headed off to go to the louvre museum.

"i've always wanted to see this!" i said jumping up and down as we walked in. we started looking around and taking pictures of each other.

we found a really cute cafe after we got done with the museum. we are only here for the next 2 days so we tried to plan out everything we wanted to do. which was a lot.

we went to look at all the shops and obviously i had to get a 'i heart paris' t-shirt. i get one everywhere i go.

we walked around until about sunset then headed back to our hotel rooms.

sofia and i messed around for a while until she got tired and went to sleep, my brother was already asleep so it was just me and milo.

"wanna go find a bakery or something?" he smiled, we do this where ever we go. we can't sleep so we find a place that's open and stay there until we get tired.

"you know it" i smiled finding a pair of his sweats and a sweater then putting my shoes on. we wondered around and found a bakery.

i ordered a chocolate croissant and some hot chocolate. "this is so good" i said eating the croissant "wait baby you have something on your face" he said wiping whatever was on my face and wiping it on the napkin. i smiled at him and he smiled at me.

he listened to me ramble about how much i love this place. usually no one lets me ramble cause i will go on for hours but milo just listens and answers when he wants. i love him. i really do.

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