Chapter 59

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Milo Delavan
"DID A LOTTA SHIT JUST TA LIVE THIS HERE LIFE STYLEEEE!" Anais sang, scaring the shit out of both me and the bellhop in this elevator.

It'd been nun but quiet this entire ride until she made that outburst. I wunt mad at it though. It was good to see she still had some energy after the day we had.

Waking up wild early, taking a 3 and a half hour drive to London, and exploring a good portion of the city on half full stomach's.

She wanted to see everything it had to offer and who was I to refuse? I was just glad I could take someone who would appreciate it. Content with the fact that the money I spent didn't have to go to waste.

And after all them hours of being outside, we were finally heading back to the hotel room to freshen up. It was time to get ready fa this art gallery and I couldn't have been more excited. A lot of my favorite artists were selling their work. Artists I've been studying for years. To be in the same room as them and potentially spark up a conversation was an honor.

Them tickets cost me so much and I was so sure that Abella was gone be by my side to enjoy it with me. Obviously there'd been a change in plans and Anais had been going but I was more than happy. She was actually the perfect person to go with being that she was just as passionate about art as I was.

Shoulda been ha from the beginning.

"CAME STRAIGHT FROM THE BOTTOM TO THE TOP, MY LIFESTYLE!" I shouted, reciprocating ha energy.

Shooting me a look, she bursted into laughter. "Nah you're funny." She cackled, leaning all over me and gripping my arm. Had the bellhop looking at us all crazy. I was gone give him a nice tip for putting up with our bullshit.

Next thing you know we was shouting the next line. Both singing in gibberish and ending with "BEGINNIN'" cause we ain't know what the fuck thug was sayin there.

As soon as we finished, we immediately locked eyes and began to laugh our asses off. Both out of breath and unable to take ourselves seriously.

"Yeooo. You a trip. It's good to see you still got so much energy." I cheesed, waiting for ha to catch ha breath.

"What makes you say that?" She giggled, turning towards the elevator doors as we were about to approach our floor. "I always got energy, baby."

"We did a lot today." I shrugged. "Been outside exploring fa the most part. I just thought-"

"Whoever makes it to the door first has to sleep on that couch!" She exclaimed, as the doors to the elevator opened. Suddenly, she ran out and left me behind without a second thought.

"I-"

"Come on! You finna lose!" She cackled, sprinting down the long hallway and around the corner.

Acknowledging the bellhop before I left, I chased after Anais and slowly but surely caught up to her. Shawty was pumping them legs. Almost like she had some super human strength inside a ha. I was impressed.

But ultimately as she was about to beat me, I quickly teleported to the front of the door and watched as her face fell flat with defeat.

"You fuckin cheater." She panted, hitting me in the arm as she approached me.

"I ain't cheat. Yeen say nun bout teleportation." I chuckled. "Nigga said the last one there gotta sleep on the couch. So looks like you gone be one uncomfortable muh fucka."

"Man. I take it back." She groaned, using her key card to enter our room."

"Aht, aht. We made a deal." I smirked, following behind ha into the room. "Don't be a sore losa."

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