Y/n pov
"So what color paint you think he'll like" Elaine asked me.
We were at Home Depot and it was around 11 am.
"I don't know actually, but how about blue, he is a little boy" I said as I pushed the cart behind her.
"He's not a newborn Y/n, he probably doesn't like that color" she said and I shrugged.
"Ok good point, but I wanted to like do a play room/bedroom idea. I also wanted to change one of the main rooms and put like a whole bunch of beds in there with like a walk way and some other stuff" I told her. "Maybe even throw in another main room for him"
"You're going all out for him" Elaine said with a smile.
"I want to make him feel comfortable" I told her and she nodded.
"So the color" she asked.
"How about we pick out everything else before the color" I told her. "I think we should go to Toys R Us and get him some toys for the rooms and then pick a color to correlate with the toys"
"Good idea" she said. "Let's head over there then"
We were back at the house and gonna get started on his room. We been back for 3 hours and haven't got nothing started but having the paint out and ready.
"Screw this" I said getting off the floor and going to the dresser picking up my phone and dialing a number.
"What are you doing" she asked.
"I'm just gonna call some home decorating people, doing this by ourselves is too stressful and I just don't want to do it no more" I told her as the guy on the line picked up.
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"Whew" I said wiping sweat off my forehead.
In the phone I told the guy my problem and in no time him and his team came. I told them my vision for the rooms and they was gladly to help, it was probably because I was paying them, $5000 an hour. We took about 8 hours on the rooms because I wanted it done in one day so I'm glad we accomplished that.
I had Elaine to leave as well, not because I didn't want her here, but I was giving her room a makeover. She's been giving hints that she wants one, like when she reads magazines and she circles things and like today when we were shopping and she commented on stuff she liked. She's coming back tomorrow and I couldn't wait for her to see what's been done and get her reaction.
I haven't talked to Camila that much either today. She texted me good-morning and I returned it and told her about my plans for Elaine and Michael which she said she loved.
I think it's something I was searching for when I texted her but I forgot, so I shook it off. But I did get a weird text from Dua this morning. She texted me that she loves me and that she wants to be with me, and that she can't wait for me to come to London so she can kiss me.
When I read it I admit it made me feel some type of way because I don't love her at all, I don't know what made her want to say that if I haven't been in contact with her for real. After the workers left I wired them the money and I went straight to the studio to get to my stash.
I swear smoking by yourself is the best feeling ever. I smoked the blunt all the way down and threw it in the trash can.
Elaine doesn't come into my studio, it's not because of my drugs down here, it's really because music is my art and I just don't want anyone down here but me. Come to think about it, I never let anyone come in here.

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