Feb. 25th (1 month later)
Lyric POV
Waking up to a loud thud I spring up from my bed like a doll. I know I should be the only person in my bed because Mav said he couldn't spend the night. turning around to face my bed I see a damn Gucci purse and 2 Hermes bags. I'm going to kill Kyst! He knows I don't like when he buys me expensive shit. Still stumped as to what made that loud ass thud I walk around to the other side of my bed and find a black Hermes satchel purse on the ground.
"Gosh damn it!" Muttering to myself I pick the purse up and place it on my bed. Taking a nice relaxing bubble bath I finish up and throw on my long rainbow maxi dress. It reminds me of cotton candy from the circus!Walking out my bedroom the glorious scent of flowers comes wafting into my room. Following the scent down the staircase I see an ocean of flowers piled, what looks like, a mile high on my counter.
The display sits directly opposite of a sprawling brunch buffet, of what appears to be professionally catered.
As if that's not enough of a gaudy display of opulence my couch and coffee table closest to the wall are covered with a stunning pale blush bouquet of roses and bag after bag of extravagant presents. Shopping bags ranging in sizes adorn my couch from Gucci, Chanel, Louis Vuitton, Dior, and Prada. It truly is damn ridiculous! Along with the disgusting array of designer gifts are the two culprits: Maverick and Kyst.
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