The Doorman opened the entrances for Lydia and Lydia forthwith rushed out of her hotel, walking out in her beautiful Manolo Blahnik and her v-neck white dress that came below her knees but fit the girl's body perfectly well. She walked out into Paris night enjoying the calming gust and honestly, everything was exactly how she wanted it and this felt perfect to Lydia. This was tremendous, Lydia was in her vibe and her bubble. Chilling and killing time.
She pulled her coat tight to her chest and with the massive smile on her face Lydia strides towards the lake that she always went to when she was little and this had to happen.
But before that, Lydia had to take a small pit stop.
"Taxi." She screams, making one soon stop for her. Lydia, she sat in, ready to start the night.
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