They drove over one place at a time. Visited the Rijksmuseum, Van Gogh's Museum, and Anna Frank's Huis. Ended up at Oranjee, just a few miles from Anna Frank's Huis to have some dinner right after. Then a girl, seemed to be the hostess walked over.
"Greyson and company?"
"Yes, please."
"Your table", she gestured. "Champagne?"
"Um, guys you wanna have some?"
"Of course!", Athena reacted.
"We have lot of stars reserved tonight", said the hostess.
They take the seats. And saw the hostess walking with 4 flutes of champagne. The slight chill of the wind, added by the falling confetti, and the chivalric sunshine comforted them.
"So you planned all this?" Athena asked.
"Um, yeah, you're on a trip, so I guess it's good to have some memorable dinner in this beautiful place with the beautiful people."
"That's so sweet of you."
He grinned.
"You're a little bit shy, huh?", Eurydice.
"Uh, sort of"
"So tell us about your story"
"My story?"
It was a few minutes before he started talking. He was a singer- guitarist in their church and everything. Time came to pass them by. Each moment was worth to cherish.
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AléatoireDESPITE OF HER PERCEPTION OF WHAT LIFE SHOULD BE, ZABRINA IS NOTHING BUT TERMINAL. BUT WHEN SHE MET A GORGEOUS PLOT TWIST NAMED BILLY GREYSON, HER STORY IS ABOUT TO BE REWRITTEN.
