043, 𝗠𝗨𝗟𝗧𝗜-𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗠.
The moment Mackayla landed and exited the terminal, she pulled out her phone. She began her walk toward the baggage claims ‒ wherever they were.
MATTIA POLIBIO.
( 2 new recipients )
my fathead wife 🥺,
hi stupid fuck
fatfuck ass 🥺,
BABY HI
fatfuck ass 🥺,
never mind fuck u
my fathead wife 🥺,
i miss you
my fathead wife 🥺,
but hold on i'll ft you
when i find varo and
roshaun
fatfuck ass 🥺,
alr mac tell them i said
hi
When hearing an eruption of loud voices, Mackayla looked up, sliding out of her conversation with Mattia. She spotted a group of boys, two of the boys being awfully familiar. "Yo, Kayla!" Roshaun called from across the room.
When reaching the boys, Mackayla dropped her bag. She hugged Roshaun first. She then stopped in front of Alvaro, looking him up and down. "We good?" she then asked.
Alvaro smiled, nodding. Mackayla then hugged him, holding him tightly. "I know I just saw you, but it feels like it's been forever."
Mackayla then pulled away from from Alvaro, looking at the three boys standing behind Alvaro and Roshaun. They looked up from their phones, smiling at her. Mackayla obviously recognized the boys to be Jackson Felt, Payton Moormeier, and Mikey Tua.
"Holy shit!" Mackayla pulled Payton into a hug first. She rocked back and forth, unable to believe that she and Payton had finally met. Mackayla then briefly hugged Mikey and Jackson. The girl didn't have a problem with either of them, but she wasn't close with them either. However, she and Payton talked frequently, and they'd talked about meeting before.
"Come on. Let's get your bag and then, let's go to this party."
In the Uber to Alvaro's and Roshaun's house, the boys called themselves "getting lit" as Mackayla texted her boyfriend. Occasionally, Mackayla would sing along with them and record them being fools, but she mainly focused on the boy she missed back home.
MATTIA POLIBIO.
( 2 new recipients )
fatfuck ass 🥺,
yo i'm mad jealous of you
fatfuck ass 🥺,
the one week i can't go down
there and everybody's there
