•chapter six•

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09:37

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09:37

Morning Indie
I hope you slept well...after the falafel.
Which by the way was amazing 😍
It was really nice meeting you last night.

Hellloo George!
Omg was so lovely to meet
you & Thankyou for
walking me back to my room.
Sorry about getting us lost 🤣
The falafel 😍🤤
Ngl I'm quite tired.
But just had a banana and tea,
now I'm ready to face a
very hungover Darc

Of course, I'm a gentleman
Hahahah I dread to
imagine Darcys hangover...
but at least she had fun

Are you coming to Saudi btw?
I'd love to have you in Merc garage,
I think Lewis would like it too!

Omg are you serious??
I'd have to check with
my dad but yes?!?
Oh Darc had a lot of fun 🤣
so much so she didn't
come back to the hotel room

Where is she?
I hope she is ok
And yes... please come!

Yeah I think she ended up
staying at Danny's
Waiting for the full story 🤣🤣

They definitely looked
like they got on
Also what was that
show you said to watch
👉🏻👈🏻

Darcy gets on with everyone,
part of her charm 😉
Malcolm in the middle!
It's a must

So what's your charm 🤔

Probably not getting on
with everyone
Does that make sense?

I see I see
Time is valuable

That it is George
Oh shit, darc called me
Talk later?

Definitely
X

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Darcy had done it again. She had woken up in somebody else's bed. However this time the blonde knew exactly who's it was, which was arguably worse than it being someone random.

"A'right, Darc," The mop of dark curls smirked as he rolled over. The white duvet barely covering his tanned torso. "I dunno about you but my head hurts." He laughed

Darcy couldn't help but gaze across the tattooed man she had spent the early hours rolling around with.

"Shit, I have to go," She replied with haste as she ran around the hotel room collecting items that remotely looked like hers. "It was nice meeting you," Darcy panted.

The blonde looked back at the man who had rolled back to face the window. Damn he was hot. Darcy took a mental image to remember this evening before darting out of his hotel room dressed only in the baggy peach shirt she had found on the floor.

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