𝘧𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯

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𝐒𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡, 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟕 || 𝐍𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐨, 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐝𝐚, 𝐉𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐧 - 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐥 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐮

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𝐒𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡, 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟕 || 𝐍𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐨, 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐝𝐚,
𝐉𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐧 - 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐥 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐮

‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❉・ ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵

It's been almost a week since we touched down in Japan and I can confidently say that the scenery is admirable. As I stared outside my hotel window, I couldn't believe the incredible sights before me.

I couldn't believe that I was actually here

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I couldn't believe that I was actually here.

Everyday felt like a movie even though Michael hasn't been around much due to his strenuous rehearsals. Chuck and Bill made sure to escort me wherever I wanted to go and I was grateful for their services.

"Oh! Hey there cutie," I giggled as Bubbles jumped on my back. He snickered before placing a kiss on my cheek.

I had officially met Bubbles and now, he's become so attached to me that he'd whimper if I left the apartment styled hotel room. I felt terrible each time I did but thankfully, Michael hired someone to care for him whenever we weren't around.

The sound of my hotel door unlocking alerted me and I smiled knowing that it was Michael finally coming back from rehearsals.

"I'm back," Michael announced tiredly. Bubbles retreated to his owner almost immediately, jumping and screaming hysterically. "Shhh Bubbles, it's almost two in the morning."

"Another long rehearsal huh," I stated before Michael's head raised to look at me. He walked in my direction and engulfed my tiny frame into a comforting hug.

"I missed you so much Lia. You should come to rehearsals with me from now on," he offered.

"Hell no," I shook my head. "Your manager is a hot-headed asshole and if I set foot near him, Je vais lui piétiner le cul (I'll stomp on his ass)."

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