LENA’S POINT OF VIEW
Everything just fine, the business runs great and Maia agreed with my demands and move out with me. I feel like she’s fallen for me… or I fall for her. Standing 10 meters from Maia, next to Dmitri, and staring at her occasionally, I felt the last margarita slip down my throat as I’m looking at standing Maia. Her pretty hair like the ocean’s waves… I’m surfing the waves every night she lay down next to me.
Maia is a wave and I’m the ocean, wave is a part of the ocean as Maia is a part of me. The party runs perfectly, everyone’s coming. Dmitri and I looking around the place to see if there are uninvited guests come to this place. “Is it cool right? Standing next to each other with money in our pocket and junkie drunkie people around us” Dmitri says with a smirk on
