(Later that day)
*we went to Mexico City. It looks like Martina is a shopaholic. Seriously. She wants everything. And guess who pays this all? Me.*
Martina:Pfoe..these bags are so heavy
Jorge:I know
Martina:No really..i think that i will fall down soon
Jorge:Not my problem
Martina:JORGE!
*i stop walking and i turn around*
Jorge:What?
Martina:Can you just please hold some bags
Jorge:I have warned you. You wanted more. But you have to wear it.
Martina:Mi amor..please??
*she stares at me with those puppy eyes. I can't resist them. And she knows it*
Jorge:Okay fine
Martina:Ah. Thank you
*she gave me some heavy bags and kissed my cheeck*
Jorge:We go home because you have enough stuff
Martina:Oh. Well..but look at that dress. Jorge look at it!
*she grabs my hand. And pulls me closer to the store*
Jorge:So?
Martina:Dear Jorge. If you love me. Than you buy this for me
Jorge:I have to pay it again?? And also have to take it with me?! Are you crazy?
Martina:Yes i am
Jorge:No
Martina:What No?
Jorge:I won't buy it for you. We go back to the hotel. You have bought enough okay?
Martina:But jorge..
Jorge:A. Shh we go.
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My Summer Love (part 1)
Random(I'm re-writing this story into a new book: Blow Me Up) •• Martina, a just started artist on her way to her dreams. All she gotta do is own money to bring her album on the market. This summer she flies for the first time to Mexico City. On her way s...
