It's the week of the Spider-Man: Far from home release! My friends and I have been so excited to travel to Vegas to enjoy the week! We made it here last night! I'm the only one here because of the movie and comic con but the second I mentioned the trip my girlfriends couldn't pass up the chance to come to Vegas. Tonight is our first night going out, and we plan on going to a club right down the road. It's known for its vip list of celebrities that often go there when they come to Vegas. I get dressed in tight distressed light blue skinny jeans with a red cami under a short leather jacket, and pull my long brown hair into a messy side braid.
Once we get to the club the line is out the door, thankfully Kennedy's cousin works here and gets us in instantly! We make our way through the club to find an open table. I take a seat at a big table at the front of the balcony on the second floor, it has a view of the entire dance floor. I see tons of girls dancing and enjoying themselves, before I know it I'm being pulled to the dance floor with my girls. We are dancing away when I look toward the bar and find a man staring at me. We keep randomly making eye contact for about 45 minutes. He looks familiar, but I can't quite put my finger on why. When he starts walking toward me I turn around and face the opposite direction. I'm not the type to just talk to random guys, and my nerves are on edge right now. I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn to face him and my face instantly turns into a shocked expression.
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London Boy
RomanceTara is a big fan of anything Marvel related. When she gets tickets to the Vegas comic con she runs into a familiar face, little does she know his British accent and dreamy brown eyes would take her places she never imagined. With him living 5000 mi...
