Feelins | D.E. ??+

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𝙼𝙰𝚅𝙸𝚂 𝙿𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙽 | Pʀɪɴᴄᴇss
Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: New York City

Omniscient:

Mavis and Chanel finally touched down in New York and went to collect their bags from the baggage claim. After retrieving their luggage, they made their way to the airport exit, where they spotted a man holding a white sign with their last name on it.

"That's us," Chanel said, smiling as they greeted the man. He nodded, grabbed their bags, and then turned to walk toward the exit.

"Damn, that white boy fine, isn't he?" Chanel whispered as they followed behind the men out of the airport.

"I mean, he ain't no Chris Brown, but he's alright," Mavis shrugged her shoulders as they approached the car. The man pulled the keys from his pocket, opened the trunk, and placed their suitcases inside.

"Y'all from here?" The man closed the truck, catching Mavis off guard with his deep, raspy tone as their gazes met, making Mavis shyly look away

"No," Chanel said, shaking her head. "You?" Chanel asked as she raised her eyebrows, placing her hands on her hips.

Mavis stood there, taking in his appearance as she looked him up and down. He wore a blue polo shirt, brown khaki shorts, and white Air Force sneakers.

Her gaze gradually moved up to his neck, where a tattoo stretched across his skin, and she noticed his curly hair. It was undeniable that the young man was attractive.

"Yeah," he replied with a smile; his teeth were perfect, straight, and white. "Welcome to New York," the man declared, handing Chanel the car keys.

"Thank you," they said in unison.

"No problem, y'all enjoy y'all trip." He said, licking his lips and walking around them, and walked into the airport.

"White boy wanna smell yo punany," Chanel laughed and stuck out her tongue, proudly showing her tongue ring as they both got into the car.

"Chanel, please, I'm celibate," Mavis said.

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