"Let's get lost in my paradise."

You were staying at a luxurious hotel in Japan. You there to see their culture but mostly to experience their fashion. You wanted to expand your fashion. You thought Japan would be a great place to start. Seeing they had some unique fashion taste in different parts of Japan. You went to Japan alone, no friends or family. You wanted to experience this by yourself. Then again, you were a bit down you didn't bring anyone on the trip. So, to make yourself less lonely. You decided to take photos and videos and post them to your Snapchat story.


You were pleased that people enjoyed your photography and videography. You sighed happily looking through some of the private messages people were sending you. You got up from your bed and waltzed over to the sliding glass doors that lead to the balcony. You leaned against the cold stone railing, looking at the bustling night city. Everything was perfect. The weather, the time of day, the peace and quiet. It was perfect and you hoped the feeling of euphoria lasted.


You were startled in feeling your phone buzz in your back pocket. You took it out and glanced at the screen. Your best friend, (Your Bias) had texted you.


'YOU'RE IN TOKYO, JAPAN!? WHAT HOTEL ARE YOU IN!!?!?'


You chuckled at the text he had sent. He was so nosy, but you didn't mind. You typed your reply. You told him the name of the hotel and what room you were in. You walked into your room, closing the sliding doors behind you. You plopped on your bed, wondering if (Your Bias) was going to come. Maybe he was in Korea? Or back in America? Either way, you doubted that he would show up. It was worth a try.


A few minutes went by until you heard a knock. You slipped off of your bed and made your way to the door. You swung it opened. You were greeted by a giant hug from (Your Bias). You giggled and hugged back. "Why didn't you tell me you were here!?" He squeaked. "I wanted to come here alone." You responded.


"Boi, in one of your Snapchat stories you said you were lonely." He flicked your forehead. You snickered. "And why are you here?"


"My band is on tour. We are resting up at a nearby hotel." (Your Bias) smiled brightly, pulling away from the embrace. "Since you're here to experience their fashion, why don't I take you shopping?" (Your Bias) held your hands in his.


So, do you want to go shopping with him or brush his offer off?

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