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Sage Moore|Museum of Modern Art|7/2
I stared intently at the amount of people that surrounded Montanas art, it was staggering.
Montana was currently talking to the manager of the museum as people were placing bids to buy the piece. I held onto an eager Dominick while we waited for him to return to us.
"Hey boo" La'riah sweet country voice spoke from behind Sage, making her jump ever so slightly.
She let out a loud gasp before embracing her close friend into a big hug. "Oh my god riah!" She cheesed, "oh my god Makiah!" She then directed to Sleeze who held a small smile at the twos interaction.
"Wassup Sage" Sleeze opened her arms so they could get a brief hug in. She was glad Makiah was doing so much better after her injury.
"When did yall get here? Kay and glo just left not even a hour ago so they could make their flight" I pouted, it was good to see both pairs but also bitter sweet when they left. Sage deeply enjoyed being near her grandmother and she wouldn't change anything about it, but the family she had grown to love in Atalanta was dearly missed.
"We landed about a hour ago, we stopped at our hotel first and then came over here" riah answered.
"Wow, this shit is crazy. My nigga is really going up" Sleeze spoke in disbelief.
"Yall didn't have to go to a hotel, we have guest rooms. And yes, his art is beautiful and people recognize his talent" I replied to both, I felt equally as proud.
It took over an hour for the final bidder to win the piece, costing them a total of 25,000 dollars. They were announcing his last piece once Ms. Melissa, Mary, and Lena came. I wasn't shocked since I bought the tickets for them to come out here. I knew how important them being here was for him and off of the visible disbelief on Montanas face he was shocked but mainly stared in admiration. He stopped the announcer to jog over to them and embrace them in a warm group hug. I took as many pictures as I could before he came and hugged me as well.
"I love you so much" he whispered in my ear since I was suffocated in his chest.
"I love you more" I muffled, they must've told him I was responsible for their appearance. Not that he doesn't tell me he loves me.. this one just felt like it had extra meaning.
He placed a quick kiss on my forehead as he returned to the announcer so he could announce the piece.
"The last and final piece aromatic" I stared in awe as the covering dropped and showed a painted portrait of a photo that was taken when I was around 4 years old on my mother's birthday. It is my favorite picture I have since she dressed me exactly like her on that day and it was so sentimental to me.
