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do I need to add the translations?🧍🏾♀️
Beyoncé G Knowles
"If I have to do it myself I will." Onika angrily snarled on the phone. She'd been pacing for a few minutes now. Cursing out whoever was on the phone.
"Sei un idiota!" Ricki chuckled shaking her head. She stood in front of the girls with a smile on her face like always.
"What's going on?" Beyoncé questioned with a frown. She didn't enjoy seeing Onika so frustrated all the time.
"Someone messed up." Ricki shrugged, it couldn't have been that bad. It looked like steam was coming out of her ears.
"Ros! Call Arnesto right now!" Ricki whipped her phone out immediately dialing. Once he answered she tossed the phone to her. She snatched it mid air placing it upon her ear. Walking further away which was no use. Her volume increased anyway.
"Her accent is so thick." Beyoncé observed. Onika sounded like she was born and raised in Italy. Their language rolled off of her tongue perfectly you'd assume she was a local.
"When she's pissed it always comes out." Donovan shrugged taking a bite out of his apple.
"Not sure about y'all but I'm out." Brent sighed dragging his bag into the hotel. Jay didn't say a word and just followed.
"Good idea right?" Beyoncé called staring at Ricki. She had a look on her face shaking her head.
"I guess right this way?" Ricki opened both arms signaling for the girls to enter. Everyone walked into the large hotel in awe. It was gorgeous to say the least, everything was bigger and better over here.
"We'll get settled Nick, you just take care of whatever that is." Ricki spoke calmly to Nicki. She was still on the phone staring at her watch.
She nodded her head and promptly left the building. Everyone stood around waiting for their keys. Donovan checking everyone in due to him and Nicki buying the rooms. He looked rather confused staring at the key cards and numbers in his hand.
"Cosa c'è che non va?"
Ricki mumbled looking over his shoulder. Beyoncé swallowed biting her lip, nerves overcoming her body. She hated not knowing what they were saying. It's like the moment they touched down everyone was fluent in Italian.
"abbiamo pagato queste stanze?" Ricki snatched the keys staring at the numbers. She grabbed her phone staring at it.
"Uh oh. Is that why she was upset?" Ricki asked with wide eyes staring at Donovan. He shrugged his shoulders.
"What's wrong?" Ryan and Lauren asked at the same time. They side eyed each other before laughing.
"These rooms are spaced out, we were all supposed to be together. But some of these are on different floors." Ricki sighed placing her phone onto her ear.
