Somewhere in Tuscany, two people cross paths- one lost and one making the most out of a month of freedom. No responsibilities. No expectations. No judgements. It's just them and the countryside.
Could this be the escape they badly crave or just a d...
I feel like my life is so boring because it's not a race week 😂 I've been seeing a lot of F1 content on my socials and I'm curious, who's your favorite F1 wag?
Anyway, I just got my grades for the semester and I got a 3.4 gpa woop! I only have a few days of rest before I study again to lessen the load for the upcoming semester.
Enjoy!
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At the age of twenty two, I never expected myself to be told off by my parents.
We were currently inside their hotel room where they were both getting ready for dinner. My mom had this great idea to invite Charles to dinner along with Milo and Elliana who were both bringing Ace and Pierre. It didn't help either that Grey's plane landed a few hours ago and he was joining us. This dinner was a disaster waiting to happen.
As of the moment, I was sat at the sofa inside their hotel room as my mom gushed about Charles. Papa wasn't speaking but he was humming in agreement whenever anything positive about the Monegasque came out of my mother's lips.
"Mom, I'm seeing Grey. Not Charles."
"I haven't even heard a single thing about this Grey you're talking about." She said as she put on some diamond earrings.
"I told you about him last week." I groaned, leaning my head back. Papa sat down beside me as we both waited for mom, giving me an apologetic look. I know I'd be hearing from him later but he wouldn't ramble off like my mother.
"Really?" She asked and I nodded my head. "Oh well. Maybe it's because you don't have any feelings for him."
"Yes, I do." Both of my parents stopped whatever it was they were doing and looked at me, eyebrows raised. "What?"
"Darling, you've acted way better than that during your first audition." Mom said, grabbing her purse as the three of us stood up to leave the hotel room.
"I'm going to have to agree with your mom." Papa said, offering us both his arm. "I'd give that performance a two out of ten."
I sighed and playfully nudged him with my elbow, my father chuckling in return. As we waited for the elevator, I stood in front of them and said, "Just promise me you'll behave during dinner. Please?" They both glanced at one another before nodding their heads and we made our way downstairs.
The hotel's restaurant was a bit fancy so I wore a white linen one-shoulder dress that ended just above my ankles, pairing it with white heels and my hair pinned up. When we arrived at the lobby, Charles was already there with Pierre and Elliana, both boys wearing button up shirts and suit jackets. I bit my lip to keep myself from smiling at the sight of Charles' black Converse shoes, knowing that he'd only wear dress shoes for work when it was necessary.
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