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I walked down to the bottom floor and walked outside. Scott wasn't there. I called him.

"Scott, where the hell are you?" I shouted in an angry tone.

"I got caught up in something" He said as if he was trying to catch his breath. "Get an uber or something. I'm sorry" He ended the call. I already knew what he was doing. Well. Who he was doing.

I stood outside the building helpless. I booked an uber and waited. As I was waiting, Avriel stepped out of the building. He was wearing a hoodie and sweatpants, completely different to how he looked before. "Hey...Mitch, you need a ride?" He asked me with that amazing voice of his.

"That would be great" I said as I walked with him. We both got in the car and he began driving. I brought up my phone and unbooked the uber. I was so happy that he would be so nice to take me home.

The drive was silent, besides me telling him directions, I began a conversation "Tell me about yourself Avriel" I asked.

"Umm....well....my family is from Russia and Israel but I was raised in Spain and o moved here when I was 23. I love dancing, it's my passion. I also like singing too" He told me. "What about you, precioso?" He asked me.

"My family is from Italy. I like singing too.....you can stop here" I informed him because we were outside my house. "Thank you, Avriel, I'll see you tomorrow" I waved at him and he wove back.

I was extremely excited for tomorrow.

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