i slowly woke up to the feeling of some one laughing. as i looked up i see daveed looking at his phone
"what's so funny?"
"the amount of hickeys with both have, you have 7 and i have 5"
"oh shit"
"babe it will be fine" i got up and grabbed a shirt from his closet, and a pair of shorts.
"i'm going to shower, where is that?" you looked at him hoping this would be a new beginning
"door to the right towels are under the sink, you may have curly hair tho, that's what my stuff is for"
"it's okay" i walked over to the door, as i opened it i noticed how pretty it was white marble tiles everywhere absolutely gorgeous. i turned the shower on hot and sat his clothes down while i grabbed a towel. the hot water stung against my neck and chest. i was sore from the night before i don't know if i can dance today. i got out and wrapped dried off before putting his clothes on. 'oakland' my shirt read . i walked out to his room to notice he was gone,
"daveed! where are you?"
"kitchen" i walked around till i found him he was eating a bowl or cereal and fixed me one. we ate before getting ready to head to studio
"you able to dance today babe" he asked me
"i'm not sure i'm sore,"
"ehh lin will get it make us run through wait for it all day"
"i just may"
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little miss miranda
Fiksi Penggemarwhen victoria miranda had to leave town she went to live with her brother for a while, the one and only lin manuel miranda. she didn't have a thing to her name except a degree in choreography.. but her brother will come to the rescue with a job for...
