Finding The Idiot

- Meet Tyler -

After breakfast or lunch or maybe brunch, we were stuffed like turkeys on Thanksgiving. Malia wanted to check out Sydney a little more, while my fat ass wanted to stay at the hotel.

At the end, Malia won because she involved ice cream and I mean who can resist ice cream with sprinkles. If you can then are you even human?

Oh my god! I just got an idea. "Hey, can we rent a stroller?"

Malia turned around and looked up from her map, raising an eyebrow. "Why? We don't need it."

"Oh come on, please. Pwetty pwease with a cherry on top," I said while give her my puppy eyes.

Malia looks at me with her big brown eyes and I could tell she wanted to say no. But come on my eyes are irresistible. One of my many talents. "Fine, but where in the hell are we going to rent a stroller?"

"Hmmm, that's a great question that I don't have the answer to." I put my finger up to my chin. "Let's buy a stroller."

"No, you said rent not buy. Besides where are we going to put the stroller when we leave?"

I let out a sigh of defeat because she's right. Now I have to walk. Boo hoo. That sucks. Malia starts walking and I start to follow next to her.

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We spent the rest of the day getting lost in Sydney. It was beautiful, but my feet are killing me. All I want to do now is just to become a potato, so I can roll to the hotel.

"Let's go into that little cafe," Malia suggests.

I look up in to the cafe and already I could smell the coffee coming from inside. "Only if your buying."

"Yep," Malia said plopping the "p". "Now, come on, your, so slow."

We walk into this little cafe and it smells and feels like home. This is so much better than the white girls' habitat (aka Starbucks). Plus, this entire place looks like it has been decorated by Pinterest.

"Can you order me just black coffee?" I said taking a seat near the window. Malia walks to the cashier and orders.

Meanwhile, I'm falling asleep and waiting for my coffee. I didn't sleep well and my back has been killing me. The hotel bed is comfy, but the pillows are rocks.

The bell at the door rings, signaling that someone has come in. I look up and see a tall, buff, and might I add, quite sexy man enters the cafe.

He looks like your classic badboy in a teen fiction wattpad book. But just a little more older. He looks like he's in his early 20s. He has dark, black hair and green, almost emerald eyes.

I turn to Malia, to see if she saw this god enter, but her eyes are strained on her phone. I told her she is going to be blind, but she'll never listen.

The god turns his head towards me and starts walking. I'm here thinking love at first sight, but he walks past me and sits behind me.

A girl can dream.

Malia comes back with our orders. I kid you not, I finished my coffee in under 5 minutes. Cuz your girl will not fall asleep. Especially, when there are psychotic people chasing you.

Now, I really have to pee. Like real bad, but I don't know where the restrooms are at. "Malia do you know where the restrooms are?" If I hold it any longer, then the Hoover Dam will break.

Malia points behind me at the sign that says 'Restrooms.' I ran towards that bathroom like my life depended on it.

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