it was late into the night, as the sky had been draped by a black blanket with golden stars glittering throughout and the non existence of clouds seemed to pat the moonlight on the spotlight which the moon definitely was enjoying tonight.
Ilaria May stood underneath the silvery light, looking down at the busy roads of the country. A whirlwind of lights ranging from red to white lit up the charcoal pavement, filled with the horns from the vehicles. Aside from the roads, buildings with lights brightly attracted her with colourful advertisements of food to clothes and etc.
With a sigh, she headed towards the fridge only to be miffed with the lack of variety within the space. For starters there was nothing and it was not very much clean. Ilaria shook her head, collecting her phone and dialled Davina . A soft melody rang from, when it got cut and she was greeted by Davina's energetic voice much to her surprise.
' Hey Ilaria ! What's up? ' greeted the girl on the other side of the phone, now absentmindly typing in correct values on her computer screen, to which someone groaned and ushered her to correct.
' Hi, and the moon's up by the way when will you learn-- I need you to get groceries for the house, we barely have shit Davs, well chicken scraps but that's nothing '
' oh fuck, damn I was going to ask you to do so when you had your late shift tomorrow night at the café. '
' sucks to be you right? but seriously as a flight attendant nonetheless child why ' chided Ilaria a smug smile playing on her face as she poured her self some sparkling water in a champagne glass.
' is this complaining? you never were thankful that you and I are on this one month vacation which I will remind you was a gift from my airline and not your non-existent airline and I asked you to come with me, meanwhile you had a choice. To go or not go--'
' okay takk , but buy the groceries and come back i love you stay safe Davs! ' with that she ended the call.
Drinking the moonlight lit drink, in a much dignified manner only to choke later on she scrolled through her phone, and sent texts to her family asking how they were, if they were happy, healthy like any good girl should do right?'
Aroma Mocha, the café she works part-time for the duration of their stay here in Busan , Korea had asked for her help while she was out shopping, claiming that she was perfect for the job. They had given her free trials, not leaving any way out and who could resist working in such an environment. Besides she needed money and their pay was decent,Davina herself works too but just not on flights instead as a manager for the airline office located here.
' this really doesn't sound as if we are on a vacation does it '
and with such thoughts bubbling in her mind she drank the night away with no regrets but some whenever she choked on her drink or poison.
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I'M SORRY MOST OF THE CHAPTERS ARE SUCH DISSAPOINTMENTS HH :C IT SRSLY BEEN A YEAR WITHOUT WRITING SO IT'S T E R R I B L E
oh, and the story will be kinda like switching povs
idk I ain't a foncy bitch at writing I mean I try ;-;
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