Well...Shit just hit the fan...

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Romero Valentino

"Hi Mr. Valentino, I'm Rosette Wellington, daughter of Mr. Wellington. You must've heard about me..." said the girl addressing Nishan who she assumed to be me. Like seriously lady? Didn't you even bother to know the face of the person you're going on a date with? And then she expects the other people to know about her just cause she's some rich daughter! This lady is too full of herself. I don't like her already.

"No...I haven't. And I'm not Romero Valentino. This guy over here is Romero Valentino. " Nishan said with a chuckle and pushed me forward making her blush in embarrassment. Why did he need to tell her that? He would've acted in my place for all I care. He could've saved my ass! Passing a glare to my bastard best friend, I straightened my suit and greeted the lady like a gentleman would, a kiss on the back of her hand. I may not like her but my mama raised a gentleman. She blushed again and pulled her hand away. Giving her my signature smirk I said, "Let's go. We have passes for an art exhibition. I hope you like it." I turned around to tell Nishan to follow us but the bastard had already left. Looks like he's in a hurry to meet someone.

During the drive, Rosette made it her sole duty to talk my ear off about how well she painted, how she was about to host an exhibition of her own, how people around her praised her work, and what a sweet lady she was. Yeah... sweet lady. I mean come on lady, if a guy doesn't respond to you, it means he has no interest in talking to you. Learn to just shut up. With her trying to kill me with that nasal voice of hers and me trying my best not to strangle her, we finally arrived at our destination. Oh, sweet relief!

"Took you long enough. I have been waiting here for ages." I heard Nishan's whining as soon as I got off the wheel. This guy! I swear I'm gonna bash his head by the end of this shit.
"Why is he here if it's our date?" asked Rosette, clinging to my arm and not so subtly rubbing those melon-sized breasts on me. Yuck!
"Date? Oh, you must've heard it wrong. It's just a friendly- get- to- know- you- better kind of thing. So I decided to drag my best friend along. Hope you don't mind." I removed her paws off me and went ahead but I'm sure I heard her stomp her foot and mumble a few obscenities under her breath. Ha!

The exterior of the building was nothing out of ordinary but the inside blew my mind. Various art installations would appear as a pile of nonsense on the first look but when find the right place to look at it you find yourself looking at a fine piece of art. It was all like a puzzle and believe me when I say that I love puzzles.

"Buzz"

My child-like curious daze was broken by the buzzing of my phone in my pocket. It was a message from my dearest friend Nishan. But why did he message me he could've- Oh...looks like I left him behind. Let's check what he has to say.

Ni💩
Where are u Rome?!
And Y did u leave
me with this Bitch?!

Me
Looks like ya enjoying
The date in my place.
😂

Ni💩
I swear Rome
I'll do whatever ya
Wan just get this
Leech off!!

Ni💩
Rome!

Ni💩
Please brother.

Me
Fine. I'll be there.

Let's go save my bestfriend!

"Oh come on Nishan! Let's search for Romero and get out of here or we can just leave without him. I'd like to know you better. Besides this place is boring! There isn't anything interesting here." I heard Rosette whining and decided to walk in that direction. Heavens! She's a loud bitch. Poor Ni must be suffering but the bastard deserves it.

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