I thought I was going to die. I thought my last meal was going to be my dad’s mac and cheese which isn’t bad, not at all, but I would have wanted a buffet at least. I panicked, like full-on panic. Think after you use your hair iron and leave the house then panic thinking you had forgotten to turn it off and now you were going to burn your house down times a hundred.
At least, that’s what I thought until Cristiano came just like a minute after I called him. He looked exactly like a knight saving a damsel in distress and as much as I didn’t want to be defined as that, I was the one screaming her lungs off and well, Cristiano is the knight in, well, his modern shining armor also known as a loose top and boxers.
When he got a hold of the guy, I hurriedly got my phone back and was getting r
