"I'd just like to inform you that I do not give a shit about what you want."
He rolls his eyes and turns to me. "I'd just like to inform you that you're a pain in the ass."
"Aw. You're too kind."
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Valentina Laskaris never expected much f...
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♫ Valentina ♫
I CAN'T TELL if I fucked up or not.
I've been sitting on my bed for almost half an hour because my brain started panicking and went into overdrive and I got ready too early, so now I'm just sitting here. I don't know what else to do.
It's almost exactly midnight and I'm waiting for Zayn to come up so we can go to the people that supposedly give him money for what he gives them.
Even though I told Luca I wasn't going to take Zayn's offer, the more I thought about it the more tempting it became.
I need a bit of excitement in my life, and if that excitement stems from potentially getting scammed, kidnapped, shipped off to Cambodia, or murdered, then so be it.
Yeah, I have issues, I've been over this before.
Luca isn't in his bed and I haven't seen him since dinner, so I just assume he went out like he did last night since it is Saturday.
When he woke up, he had a hangover for a few hours then went back to normal and, like I expected, didn't remember a thing he said.
It meant nothing. All of it. And here I am riling myself up over a one-sided struggle.
I already sifted through what I wanted to keep from what I stole, and I put the rest in a box big enough to fit everything without a ridiculous amount of excess space because I realised that a bag would be too cluttered and seem unprofessional.
I don't even know if this shit is going to be professional.
I forced Zayn to tell me everything and he said they make some stuff there. He told me what they made but I can't remember what it was, how fucking convenient.
He also said that he didn't just do transfers of items for money, but he also got people things they wanted and they just had to work a few nights at the place as compensation.
It sort of sounded sketchy, but after doing some secondary research through Adley who has gotten stuff from him before, she said he's trustworthy and the work isn't too bad at all but it changes each job.
I don't trust him, but I need to get out and if he can get me that, then I'm fine.
I had to chuck half my wardrobe around the room just to dress myself in my typical black cargos and a tight long-sleeve shirt that was supposed to be normal length, but since my torso is a bit longer than 'normal' it ended up looking slightly cropped.
All my body features are long, like I have long legs and a long torso, and compared to a normal body, it's probably weird, but they're proportioned right against each other so it doesn't seem odd until I stand next to another girl.
