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I woke up next to Jordan, he made me breakfast, was genuinely nice to me the entire time.

And if I didn't know what kind of guy Jordan was, I would actually think he was a good guy.

It was already pretty late when I left his place and walked to Lando's apartment.
He texted me his address a few hours ago, said he wanted to talk to me.

I buzzed his doorbell, waited until his voice sounded from the intercom. "Hello?"

"It's Xanthi" I said.

"Oh, come on up, it's on the third floor. Last apartment" he mumbled before buzzing me in.

So I took the elevator to the third floor, walked up to the last apartment of the floor and opened the door.

It was dark inside, made wonder if I was at the right apartment, but then I heard noise coming from another room.

I followed the noise, which was obviously the television. Max and Lando were sitting on the couch, watching, what I guessed, was a horror movie in the dark.

I quietly walked behind Lando, waited for a scary part and put my hands on his shoulders. "Be careful" I yelled.

They both jumped up a little before turning to me with a scared look on their faces.

I started laughing. "Your faces were priceless"

"Fuck, are you crazy or something?" Lando put his hand on his heart and fell down on the couch. "You almost killed me"

"Oh little pussies" I said as I laid down on the couch next to Lando. "What are you watching?"

"Smile" Max Fewtrell mumbled. "Oh nice, put it back on" I said as I pointed at the tv, took my shoes off and took a couple of pillows.

I've never been to Lando's apartment, but for some reason I already felt at home.

After we watched the movie, Lando turned his head to me. "Max told me you almost kissed him?"

"Oh did you tell him?" I tilted my head as I looked at Max. "Thought it would be our little secret"

"Yeah I had to tell him, I can't forget about it" he said sarcastically. "It was so magical" he chuckled.

"It sure was" I chuckled.

Lando looked at the both of us with a frown. "Okay but what happened with Jordan?"

"Nothing really, he took me to his place and we slept together but-" I shrugged.

"You already had sex with the dude?" Max interrupted me.

"No Max, sleeping as in laying in bed with your eyes closed" I rolled my eyes.

"You can have sex with your eyes closed though" Lando said which made Max nod at him. "What he said" he said as he pointed at Lando.

These two were unbelievable.

"I don't know about you guys, but I rather have my eyes open when I have sex" I tilted my head, let my eyes travel down Lando's body. "So I can admire all that's laying on top of me, all sweaty and stuff"

"Anyways" Lando cleared his throat, put his hand through his hair and got a bit more red. "So he didn't say anything about Francesca?"

"No, it's too soon Lando, he has to trust me first"

He nodded at that. "Wine?"

"Red please" I nodded.

Lando got up, pointed at Max, who immediately nodded as well and walked to the kitchen.

Max crawled closer to me. "What do you really think about all this?"

I shrugged. "I don't know Max, he still has a picture with her in his living room and they looked extremely happy and in love"

"They dated..." he shrugged.

"Fair enough, Lando and her dated too but do you see a picture of her in his living room?"

Max looked around, guess he never paid attention to that. "No, but I don't think they had any pictures together, they never went out in public"

"I see" I mumbled. That's why he wasn't used to that. "She didn't want that?"

"Indeed, she was afraid of the hate"

"Hmm" I muttered.

It would be much easier if I actually knew Francesca. Now I only knew her from stories people told me.

Jordan seemed to really have loved her.
Lando can't forget about her.

But Max, he didn't seem to like her. Didn't seem to trust her very much.

"Move" Lando looked at Max as he walked back to the living room with a bottle of wine and glasses.

Max quickly crawled away from me, making room for Lando.

"Are you staying here?" Lando asked as he looked at me. "Sure" I shrugged.

But I was definitely going back to the hotel tomorrow. Enzo must be wondering where I was.

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