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Monte Carlo, Monaco
Alana's POV
Wednesday 2nd of March'You coming with me, Nuno?'. I asked my dog that was carelessly laying on the balcony soaking in some sun, but he lifted his head when he heard the sound of his leash. 'You coming buddy?'. I said putting on a childish voice that anyone else would have found stupid but my dog always got excited by it. He immediately came to me wiggling his tail and I hook the leash with his collar. 'You're lucky Lando said you could come with me, otherwise, you would have probably had to stay here alone for some time'. I spoke to the 2-year-old golden retriever even though I knew I wouldn't get a response.
Ok, I think I need to give some context as to why I'm in Monaco with Nuno and going to meet up with Lando. Last night Lando texted me out of nowhere.
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Flashback
Tuesday nightIt was the third time I had flown to Monaco in the moving process, the first two times dad came with me to guide me with the contract signing and talks with a real state agent. This was my second day in the apartment alone and I still needed to move some things. Although the apartment was mostly furnished, there were some things I wanted to change and I thought it would be a good idea to record all and then do a type of house tour.
I had just finished moving the coffee table that I wanted to put in the living area when I heard my phone buzzing multiple times. I stopped recording and I furrowed my eyebrows since I had just gotten off the phone with Nini and she probably had forgotten to tell me something. I grabbed the phone from the kitchen counter and was a little surprised to see that the person texting me was Lando. Please not the memes again. He had this tendency of sending me "funny" memes when he was bored. I have threatened him multiple times telling him that I'm gonna block his number but he ignores the threats. Anyways, I unlocked my phone to see what he wants and I'm a little surprised when I see that he hadn't sent me memes as usual.
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