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As the 'date' night with Calvin came, I was getting ready.
Still shaken up a little bit of what happened with Jake, but Calvin said that he's not going to do anything.
I confessed to Calvin about all the shit Jake put me through, and he was actually serious and comforted me with sympathy, which is something he never gives. Sympathy, I mean.
I applied mascara, and I began to finish the touches of my makeup, making sure not to cake my face, but also not look as if I'm going to McDonald's.
I finished the touches, and began to straighten my platinum hair, putting half my hair into a bun, and put in a few pairs of earrings in my ears.
I put on a pair of my nice shoes, and began to text Calvin, telling him to get his ass over here.
Seriously, where was he?
He responded:
I'm going on a date.
My eyes widened. I thought Calvin was taking me out? What the fuck?
He forgot. He forgot.
I'm going home tomorrow, and this is the last night I'm in London, and he's with a girl.
I heard a knock on the door.
I rolled my eyes, and strutted my way over to the door.
I opened the door to see Calvin with a small rose in his hand.
"Calvin?" I smiled, as I took the rose from his hand.
"Yes, you must be Theodora, correct?" He smirked and I rolled my eyes.
"My friends call me Thea." I corrected. "Calvin, what's going on?"
"Play along." He playfully glared, "Nice hotel. It smells like weed, do you do drugs?"
"No, I do not. That's just my friend, he's a real dick at times. You heard of the YouTuber LeafyIsHere? Yeah? Well that's my roommate."
"Yeah? He hot?" I put the rose in a jar filled with water.
"He's not hot. He's adorable." I smirked, and he frowned.
