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Ivory Winston
Rome,Italy
International Airport
about 3 am
I just got off the plane in Rome. I only have one bag. It contains a red dress, a black dress, a brush, a comb, undies, several black tee shirts, and just as many pairs of jeans. That's basically all I need besides my iPhone and my debit card. I remembered an interesting fact. Charles is studying abroad in Rome. He has his own flat in the middle of town, overlooking everything. I might visit him sometime.
I was in such a hurry to get out of the cozy little town (that I was suffocating, and developed some type of claustrophobia in), Winston Springs. My supposed boyfriend, and would-be-fiancée married my mortal enemy, Stacy Turner. My bestfriends in the world lied to, and left me. Now all I had was Charlie, and didn't want to beg forgiveness for past mistakes. I check into the hotel room, and walk across the street to the bar. Good thing I just turned 21.
@ Dewey & Co. (Bar)
I walk into the bar and sit down on a barstool closest to the liquor, and as far away from the door as possible. I was staying for a while. I had never touched a drink in my life, but today I needed to be numb and painless, I could deal with it in the morning unlike most people who drink to get away. There's a person sitting right next to me, and she's drinking like there's no tomorrow. She notices my presence, when I put down a $50 bill, and open my mouth,"I'll have 2 bottles of whatever she's got."
The woman looks at me slightly amused. "Oh, um, what's your name?" I ask a bit unnerved by her look.
"Name's Aniyaa."
The bartender is passing me my drink, and when you look at him for a second, he's hot. (This is before I drank anything too.)
"What's your name, cutie?" a voice says from the left of the bar.
The bartender speak to a very drunk woman two seats to the left of me, who we could clearly see had a wedding ring on, "Malachi, ma'am." He hands me my next drink.
Aniyaa nudges me," Is it just the fact that I recently suffered from major heartbreak, and alcohol overdose, or is hot, and modest?"
"Either we're both crazy, drunk out of our minds, because that's exactly what I thought." I reply, my words slurring after about 20 drinks.
Aniyaa and I talk forever, until I'm completely wasted, and have told my whole life story (more like gave a week by week description for the last year and a half of my happy relationship, and its destruction by a blonde bimbo *itch at the top of my lungs). I had to go to sleep. Aniyaa offered to take me to her place. I accepted, but I had to get my stuff first. She got the keys from me, and came back with my bag. She'd checked me out of the hotel and everything. Malachi, the absolutely too-sweet-to-be-true bartender, picks me up and takes me to Aniyaa's car. He offers to drive us in his car (because Aniyaa IS drunk, just not as much as I am). We accept, and Malachi tells us in the morning, when we're sober he'll drive us to pick up Aniyaa's car.
We climb into the backseat, and Aniyaa gives me a look like it's "too good to be true, he's gonna vanish any second now". I nod in agreement, 'it isn't everyday a cute bartender takes pity on broken hearted tipsy females'. In few minutes, we're at her place. We thank Malachi, and he drives off. I watch him go, while Aniyaa opens her flat.
I walk in. It isn't messy, but it isn't clean either. Like an artist clean (art supplies everywhere but everything else is orderly). It all screamed Aniyaa though. She lead me to my room. It was purple, black, and red, and I loved it.
Aniyaa asked me if I knew anybody. I said no, and I knew she could tell I was lying. I admitted I knew Charlie. I didn't think such a sore subject would come up so soon.
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