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sofia woke up to clothings scattered all across the floor. she sat up immediately remembering everything that happened that night.
she looked around her room and the cuban was nowhere to be seen. she was wearing his sweatshirt, the rest of his clothes weren't on the floor.
she thought he'd already left. one night stand type of boy who leaves the next morning without a warning.
that thought was immediately erased from her mind when she heard the door opening and it was none other than her companion that night, bringing a tray with breakfast on it.
she looked at him confused.
"good morning," he said smiling as he set the tray on her lap.
"breakfast in bed?" she asked chuckling. he nodded.
she stared at him for a while then looked back down to the food, smiling.
"what's running through your mind?" he asked, his cuban accent heavily laced in his voice.
"i thought you left," she muttered softly, shrugging. he chuckled.
"i'm not that type, hermosa. i don't leave just like that, well it depends pero most of the time i don't," he said and it made her laugh.
"eres diferente," she said softly, gazing into his green orbs.
"i can't promise you that," he said softly.
"i'd take my chances," she muttered and went back to eating her breakfast as he changed the topic.
"lemme sing you something," he said and searched the room till he found her guitar.
"may i?" he asked and she nodded.
he started strumming the guitar to a familiar tune. he sang her favourite song, 'stay with me' by sam smith.
she started at him, taking in every feature while she still could. at the same time she focused on his voice as he sang her favourite song, with a spanish twist to it, making her smile.
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➤"oh my hands were shaking when you played my favorite song,"
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"erick brian colon, dónde demonios has estado?" their manager asked him the moment he arrived to their soundcheck.
"estaba con una amiga," he shrugged as he let the crew member arrange his mic pack.
"joder ella, quieres decir?" their manager, clara asked again and he rolled his eyes.
"loco, you don't change do you?" richard said, shaking his head while chuckling.
"who was it this time?" joel asked his friend, rolling his eyes at how much of a womanizer his friend was.
"sofia," the cuban simply responded, putting in his earpiece.
