After discovering the truth behind her part in Richard's life Juliette returns home. They say time heals everything, but as time goes on both break more and more inside with each passing day. Everyday life without each other isn't the same, and it i...
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J U L I E T T E
Early the next morning I was up before sunrise again. Richard would be out on press conferences and interviews all day, so I wanted to spend some time with him before he had to go. The hem of his sweater brushed my legs as I walked back and forth from the stove and island, setting down glasses of orange juice and plates. Lately I've been trying to incorporate more vegetables and healthy foods into our meals since Richard is constantly working out, practicing choreography and has to eat fast food due to work schedule.
He whined, sitting down on one of the stools. I rolled my eyes at him, and served us some scrambled eggs with spinach and cheese. I also added mangú on the side just so he wouldn't complain, but we all knew he would anyway. "Why are you adding all that green shit, man? Tú ves, el mangú ta bien, pero con esa vaina lo dañaste."
"Because it's good for you." I explained, setting the pan in the sink and running water on it so it will be easier to wash later. "Now eat it and shut up."
"How 'bout you shut me up with something else?" He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively, and I wack his arm and turn his head in the direction of the plate.
"Why would you even say that? I'm on my period, stupid."
"That don't matter," he shrugs, giving me a look and then laughing at my reaction. "I like red flavored things."
"Bro, you nasty!!"
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After many more of those comments time was finally up and Richard had to leave. I kissed him goodbye and made sure he had everything he needed, then watched him hop in the car and shut the door afterwards.
Cleaning and laundry followed after, and took up some almost three hours. At times like these I missed Alexandra because we used to do everything together and talk shit on Richard, before I liked him. Who am I kidding, maybe even know I would be talking shit on him. He's a pain, but I love him regardless.
Packing for Richard wasn't necessarily easy. He had left me a whole list of what he needed, and exact outfit combinations I was supposed to look for. It was hard to differentiate some of the clothes since when he asked for a specific color and style he had dozens of the same thing. He probably believed the lost those and kept buying more because he's to lazy to look first. Not to mention the horrible mess that used to be this closet before I came here...
For my clothes I packed a small suitcase since we would be back in town in a week or two for studio sessions. I packed mostly comfy, yet stylish clothes for the concerts and future (hopefully) meet and greets. In case of important events I packed formal wear, and not anything long since I knew Oscar would bring me something when he arranges the wardrobe for the boys. The last of the things to be included were essentials for showering, hair and makeup.
The very last step was to grab the passports, which I placed in a safe pocket in a small side purse along with some gum and shades.
Excitement came over me as I zipped up the bag, because it finally felt official that I was traveling with CNCO for the first time ever.
