If there's one thing that Sergio Ramos has always wanted, wished, prayed, and hoped for. It's to love, be loved and have a family of his own.
If there is anything that Solange Winter has always wanted, it was to leave cold, polluted New York and ge...
Solange POV I sighed, jumping on my soft bed in the condo that Dr.Lorraine had arranged for me. I swear I love that woman, the condo was so luxurious and I was honestly feeling a little spoiled right now. But first things first, lemme take a selfie. I posed for a picture for my Instagram.
Well I was here now, after that excruciatingly long flight from Cali to Spain and now I had no idea what to do. I knew no one in Spain and I had two weeks to myself before I had to start helping out at the hospital here in Spain, which I don't know how it would go since I speak zero Spanish. All I know how to say is eat, water, Apple, hello, thank you, and bye.
Well I think I'll be fine. I have google translate after all.
The next few days ought to be interesting. But first things first, I grinned, forgetting my jet lag for a moment. I never could fall asleep unless it was dark out and it was just 6:00pm here in Madrid. My brother, Dominik's, girlfriend always told me that the best thing to do in a new country is to checkout the clubs first, I love that woman.
This means I have to listen to my soul sister and get ready for the club~ -x-x-x-x "Put your ass on my d*ick and pose on the shit" I sang in front of my bathroom mirror, trying to do my makeup and put in my clothes at the same time.
The struggle is REAL.
"Now freak my shit, freak my shit, bitch freak my shit" Please don't judge how I get ready for a night out. It's just the way I do it. Singing is not my forte but I try.
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And voila! I am officially finished, I turned left and right while looking my mirror, making sure everything was satisfactory before nodding to myself. I looked good, if I say so myself.
"Well, aren't you one sexy lady?" I blew myself a kiss before putting on some heels and leaving my condo, making sure that I had all of my necessities with me. I wouldn't want to go to the club and not have my ID or my credit card. I did some research on line and apparently there's this club called Kapital and it's apparently the best in Madrid so that's where I'm going.
I had called a cab twenty minutes ago and it was finally here, I had a car here in Madrid but I didn't know the streets of Madrid well enough to trust myself to drive anywhere. There was no uber either so a normal Spanish cab was my only choice, not that it's so bad.
"Club Kapital, por favor" I told the driver in what little Spanish I knew. He hopefully understood and started driving. This was the first time I was going to a club by myself and I was pretty nervous, usually when I go out I'm with Ian or some of my girlfriends but seeing as how I'm in Spain with no one but me, myself, and I. I had no choice.
It was either try something new or stay jailed in my condo for the next two weeks.
"Your first time in Spain?" The driver asked me in very thick accented English. I grinned and nodded.
