Today we signed the contract, got keys to the apartment.. and we went crazy because we are so happy!
We're moving in tomorrow after work.
Omg, I am not going to be able to concentrate on work, and that's not good because it's my first day at the reception!
So, you know, I just can't wait.
Today when we went there.. I felt like ''I'm home''.
It's our place and I want to enjoy it as much as it's only possible.
I deserve it, I've earned it.

Peace&quiet. Chilling.
My and Stevani. Wine, cigarettes, music.
And ''you-know-who".
I would use his name, but there is one issue which in my head doesn't let me to do it yet.
But let's face some facts, I don't want to do anything that could screw it up.
He's handsome, smart, he's good to me, he cooks.
When he smokes a cigarette while cooking.. it is just so sexy..!
And yeah, we talked so much last night.
I have to tell you, he has a beautiful mind.
Man.. it's just beautiful.
He tells me things that I always wanted to tell someone, but I was afraid.
He was afraid too. But.. Together it's easier.

Please, God, don't mess this up, I beg you.
Not this time, not now, please.

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