━━━ 𝖎𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 y/n, a diligent overachiever; senior in highschool takes on extra shifts for her part time job, her goal? to flee to paris when she graduates. but everything changes when she meets her long lost uncle who happened to be the manag...
— y/n don't even think about running back home like in the movies . — i won't, because if this was a movie he'd be here right now .
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𝓜y eyes fluttered open, the window sill spilled sunlight blinded my eyes, I squinted; my hands rummaging everywhere for my phone, then ultimately realizing I haven't seen it since last night.
Oh right last night,
I sat up from the floor, and I was greeted by T still sound asleep on the floor, no stray lego pieces to be found, they were all already built. I must have fallen asleep and he just finished it without me. But what I do remember before the slumber took over was that we were having fun and for a moment I didn't have to think about the unknown I was about to face, tomorrow. Exactly tomorrow will be my flight to Paris. New beginnings are always frightening, but I am undeniably excited.
I stretched my arms in the air, now standing up; I wonder where dad is, I ambled to the kitchen to find a little orange post-it note on the fridge, his handwriting scribes 'Gone for groceries, be back in a bit.'
Now I really need to find my phone because, a) we are out of frosted flakes, b) I want to spend time with the girls and Tyler before I leave, and c).
There's a C in this I swear, it's in the back of my head—it's been bothering me since yesterday but I just can't seem to remember what that was. Feels important too. I stand here like an idiot trying to recall what I'm suppose to remember.
Oh well.
I mean I'll remember it eventually, I went back to the living room to scrutinize the little figure he built, then I saw the little Mr. Gold man on top of it. Oh I remember him being so excited to find that gem in the bulk bag, because he said apparently it's rare and its value in the market at the moment is high, I wish I recorded him jumping up and down like he won the lottery, I snorted as I reminisced.
No but seriously, what was I suppose to remember? It really does seem important.
A knock broke my train of thoughts, I bet it's dad and he left the keys again. I ran to the foyer and instantly opened the door, because who else would be knocking at eight in the morning.
"What are you doing back home so soon, I was just about to text you on cereal but I can't find my pho—" I was looking down fixing the rug on the floor, and when I looked up It wasn't dad.
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