Francis Payne
It was a chaotic noon in town when the film crew tuned up at the café where Olivia and I united. Millions of supporters and broadcasters howled our names over and over pleading for a picture and interview. We were at last taken into a limousine and escorted to our respective inns. I dabbed the beads of sweat on my head with a handkerchief and afterwards faced Olivia.
"How many more of these fake dates are we going to have? I have to get more than ten bodyguards."
Via snorted before countering, "I will text you a day before so you can have time to interview bodyguards."
I moaned. After we leave Olivia at her motel, I inhabit the whole space, lifting my legs up and lying down. The lights from time square hypnotized me for a second, reminding me of my parents before I went into showbiz. I took out my cellphone and searched through my contacts for my mother and father's name. I missed them too much. Sadly they aren't in New York while I'm here. They're off on a business trip in Asia.
"Excuse me sir but we're here." The driver shattered my thoughts. I said a thank you before proceeding to my penthouse.
Oliver remained snoozing on the loveseat, as the TV gleamed at his face. I noticed a flyer on the table.
Joy's Carnival is heading to New York this Friday and will be available for the whole weekend! Come and join us!
*Tickets are available Online or you may buy at the booth provided.
Thank you!
The carnival! I jump in jolly. I have forgotten that every year 'Joy's Carnival' heads around the world to pass entertainment to everyone no matter how old you are. I was eager to go after all these years I could finally get some happiness. I guess this break is going to be the best out of all I've had.
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