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As we are now seated in the car, on the back seats I finally get to close my eyes for a little, or so I thought. I haven't been able to close an eye since yesterday morning, too excited to go to Britain and see Pierre again. The opposite is true, Pierre and Brendon start talking and they keep involving me in the conversation time and time again.

"Pierre told me you want a fancy restaurant? That's cool. Where would you want it?"

"I don't really care where." I chuckle. I don't want to spoil the mood by showing how tired I actually am, but it isn't fully genuine. "As long as it is close to people I love I couldn't care less." Now it's their turn to chuckle. 

"And if that place were to be Monaco or France?" Brendon looks in the mirror to look at me, but I just shrug my shoulders. 

"Than it would be like that, it isn't like I don't know anyone there and it isn't like I don't love someone there." I wink at Pierre and then let my head rest on his shoulder, in the hope at least he understands I just want some peace and quiet after my flight. I haven't travelled much nor as far as I have now, so I'm not used to it all.

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Chat with dad

You: Hey dad, I have landed safely and Pierre and Brendon are currently bringing me to the hotel. Tell mom I'm fine. X - A

Dad: Great to hear A. I will tell your mother on the condition you will have loads of fun and invite that boyfriend of yours over so we will see him soon again too ;)

You: Will do, dad. Love you!

Dad: Love you too!

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"Dad says to invite you over, so they can see you again," I mumble to Pierre. I know he's been reading along over my shoulder, but I ask nevertheless. 

"I'll come as soon as I get the chance." 

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