4:09pm// Heyy, u still coming over later? The other girls can't make it. I'm not bothered if you've got other plans.
I'm still down if you are, got nothing planned.//4:11pm
4:12pm// Alright see you later then x
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Thinking Lauren would cancel on her, Camila was feeling elated at not being completely bailed on. On the down side, she needed to tidy her apartment; no one had been round in a while. Miami was a beautiful place, the beaches, the sun, the futuristic buildings. It was nice to walk through the city at night, down by the coast. It was a nice place to be, anyone could see that. Camila felt at home. Being reliant on her parents for so many years, finally moving out felt like a fresh start. A fresh start with a lot of responsibility. Sure Camila could sell out stadiums and tour the world, but not alone. She wasn't used to living alone. She forgot how much tidying there was to do and how quiet it gets at night. Although , she did love getting into bed whenever she wanted. She loved sitting in her studio alone and writing for hours, recording anything she liked. She loved the view, watching the sunset over the sea. On one side of her apartment spanned a huge wall made of glass. A huge glass window that she could watch the world out of. She felt so grateful to her fans. They had made this expensive dream a reality.
Camila felt a lot. Although her feelings could sometimes cloud her judgement, she loved that about herself. It was what made her feel like herself. It made her human. She knew however hurt she was, she would heal. It's better to experience the lows as well as the highs than to be too scared to experience anything. She lived by that.
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She went round her marble kitchen cleaning plates that she had forgotten to wash and putting away clothes that she had left out to dry. She hadn't quite got the hang of the clothes drying yet, her goofiness always showed through in small ways. Although she could've afforded a mansion with 100 workers if she wanted, she wanted to live like a normal person. She would never let her fame go to her head. Her album release had been the biggest day of her life, but also the strangest. The songs she had written whilst sitting alone in the dark, unable to stop the tears, and the songs she had written at her highest points of happiness, were sudden released into the world for anyone to hear. No one could ever understand how strangely intimate that felt.
She finished tidying the kitchen and quickly vacuumed the lounge. It was a beautiful room with a red aesthetic and a large flat-screen TV attached to one wall, facing a huge black, L-shaped couch. Light streamed in through the glass-wall to the left of this. She was high up enough that she could lay on her couch all day with no one able to judge her for it, she absolutely loved it.
The lounge of the open-plan apartment led straight to the kitchen. Behind the couch was a counter which was the only division between the lounge and beautiful white-marble kitchen. The ceiling wasn't too high, but lights were suspended from it over the main centre-counter of the kitchen. Off the lounge was a door leading to a beautiful master bedroom. A huge king-sized bed with a white duvet was in the centre on a raised floor, wall lamps on either side. The bedroom was like a room of its own with its own en-suite and walk in wardrobe. It wasn't a mansion but it sure was luxury.
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She finished tidying and tried to decide whether to change. She was wearing grey joggers with a black crop top. She looked fine, it was only Lauren coming over. She turned some lamps on in the main lounge as it was starting to get slightly dark and turned on the cute electric fire under the TV. It was winter after all, and although the apartment was already nice and cozy, it added a nice ambiance to the dimly lit room.
