VEE'S POV

It was early in the afternoon when my plane touched down in Machu Picchu, Peru after a long hour flight that included three transfers. The weather was perfect for exploring, but I was extremely exhausted and all I could think about was how the bed would feel when I would finally get the chance to sink into it. I finally got a taxi, and the driver was kind enough to place my bags in the trunk for me, allowing me to sit in the back seat to rest my tired feet and wait for him to take me to my destination.

The visuals on the way to my hotel were absolutely breath-taking! The streets had sampietrino styled pavement that reminded me of Spain. It was so green and lush, it would make the Crayola company hate. About two minutes from my destination, I was able to spot my hotel from a distance. Not far from my place, there was a parade happening. Hundreds of people, locals and tourists, were on the sidewalks watching the show from either side. The performers and dancers were putting on quite the show, and I almost asked my driver to stop so I could join the audience. What stood out the most to me where these young girls marching in the style of soldiers, wearing costumes that replicated the characters from the cartoon Madeline; it was a cartoon I used to watch as a kid about a little girl in a Parisian boarding school. From the hats to the shoes, they really did that cartoon justice, although I'm sure this was not their intent.

My driver finally pulled up, and I was greeted by a door usher from the hotel who insisted on carrying my luggage to the check-in counter for me, although I tried to fight against the gesture. I felt like abso-fuckin-lute royalty! That feeling literally died like seconds after, because it was thereafter replaced with a feeling of pure laziness; I felt like a piece of shit for letting someone else carry my bags when I was perfectly physically capable of doing it myself! I thought to myself how I would be the oddest celebrity, if I were ever to become one!

I was awe-struck by the beauty of the architecture of the hotel. It was a beautiful Spanish style building with arches in the doorways. The inside was gorgeous; it was painted in an eggshell colour with a beautiful dark turquoise-blue paint accenting the windows.

I checked in and went straight to my room, but I couldn't hit the sack like I had intended to. I was too awestruck with the decor of the room. From the paintings on the wall, to the cute bathroom with the claw-foot tub. The high ceilings won me over though. Everything felt so authentic and homey, and even though it wasn't my style per-se, I fell in love with it. There was this adorable balcony off of the bedroom that could fit around two to three people that looked over the most zenful garden I had ever seen. When I stepped out onto it, I saw a circular courtyard area. It was filled with palm trees, flowers, bushes and it even had a little pond right on one end with bench seating surrounding it. The best feature was this beautiful 400 year old tree in the middle of it all. There were fragrant white flowers that resembled long bells hanging from a rich green tree on one end of the courtyard that sat closest to my room and I could smell them from my balcony. I felt like I was literally in heaven, and I knew that I made the right decision. I had planned to go electronic-less whilst on this trip, but I couldn't keep beautiful Peru a secret from the world. People needed to know what they were missing. I pulled out my phone and started a live story, showing the view of what I was seeing from my room:

"I wish you guys could see what I'm seeing in person! This is definitely the place to be when you need to clear your mental space, bruh! Do you guys see this?! Look over there at that tree. You see the pretty birds? I'm so in love you guys! I was tired on my way here and was about to go straight to bed, but this shit woke me right the fuck up! Don't blame me!, " I started to laugh, "I know ya'll would do the same. I'm gonna show you guys the room later too. Oh! I forgot! Look at the pond over there. And see that tree? It smells like what Chanel and all those other perfume companies WISHED they could get their perfumes to smell like! Haha!! Okay guys, I'm bouta FINALLY get in the shower then go lay down. I know it's in the middle of the day and it's only, what? My phone says 13:58, which means that it's almost 2 in the afternoon, but I'm sooooo tired! Check back for more in a few hours! Peeeeace!"

I closed out my stories tab and took a photo of my view of the courtyard and added some text:

Nothing but #PEACE here. This is exactly what I needed! #PERU will take all of your #PAIN and #DRAMA away. #COMEHERE if you need some #TLC in your life. #Drake @champagnepapi knows nothing about real #VIEWS.

I hit the 'post' button, unpacked my stuff and got my toiletries to go get in the shower. I heard all the notifications chiming my phone as I was walking to the bathroom, but I didn't bother to look at any of them. I just wanted to record what I was experiencing and let my followers experience it too. After I got out of the shower, I rubbed my body down with shea butter mixed with tea tree oil. I don't use towels; I drip-dry because for one, towels are rough and take out all the natural moisture you get from being wet, and two, when you put oil on your body, the excess water rolls right off anyway. After I finished moisturizing, I put on a bra and fell on my bed. The chimes were still coming in, so I decided to shut off my phone. It was only 2 in the afternoon, but I couldn't give two fucks about it. I was tired and I was going to get a few hours of sleep in!

LARRY'S POV

I miss her, I miss her, I miss her!

I was bored sitting at home today. I had enough of playing the playstation, and Laurent wouldn't come over no matter how much times I beg him to. I not have nothing to do since it was raining. I not like to drive in the rain, so I decided for stay home instead of going to the mall like I plan to earlier today. I picked up my phone and I make a few instagram stories about me being bored. I get so hungry so I even ask my fans who want to cook for me. Of course, so many people start to respond by putting comments about my question in my last instagram post:

Baby, you know I'll cook for you anytime! 2s ago

I love you Larry!!!! 2s ago

Wait, aren't you a chef or something like that? Don't be lazy Larry! 3s ago

We love you Les Twins! Please come to Canada!!!! 3s ago

You can eat my kitty anytime. No utensils needed 3s ago

Come to Brazil!! WE NEED YOU HERE! 3s ago

Please watch our dance video! You guys inspired us to start dancin! 3s ago

I'll make you something! Just tell me what you want 4s ago

Marry me Larry! It was meant to be because those two words rhyme!!! 4s ago

I got too tired for reading all the comments, so I decide to scroll in my timeline. Since I not follow too many people, I start searching other people pages.

After a while, I get a feeling to search Vee's page. Is this weird vibe I getting for look at her page right now, and I not know why. I fight myself so much, but I finally give in. Is crazy because I click on her latest one, and is from a month ago. This surprise me, because she always posting about things on here, especially her work! The last one she post, she on a set with some girl for film a video. I not even know she do filming, but there she was with something called a Red Digital Camera in her hand, talking about the features or something. I not even understand what she talking about.

In this video though, she look so sad. Either she sad or just real tired, because she not look like her happy self and she not smile and not loud and silly like she always is. Is funny though, because I'm so positive why she look like this. Other people might think she just tired, and other people might not even see she not the same like she was, but I do, and I know why because I feeling the same way. I not even admit that I miss her and my heart hurt because of it, until I see her face with the same pain I feel. What it is about her that make me feel like this? We not together and never was, I know, but she just different from everybody else I ever know or be with. Yes, I was mad that she talking to some other nigga, but I have to remember that she never mine in the first place, and she never nobody else's, so is not like she cheat on nobody.

My finger hover over the 'follow' button for like 20 seconds. I finally push it. For one, I want to see wha's new in her life, and for second, I want to see what her next post gonna be since she last post a month ago. I still find this crazy, because she used to post almost everyday. It been a little over a month since we last talk, and the last video she post since then was the one I see here. I take a sigh and put my phone down on the couch arm so I can go in the kitchen to make some popcorn.

I standing there in front of the microwave and stare at it like my eyes gonna make it pop faster. It beep to let me know is finish, but I get pissed off, because when I pull it out, the bag only full halfway. This mean it not pop all the way. I curse under my breath and put it back in for five minutes. I know is too long, but I just decide I gonna pull it out when I only hear a few pops. A few seconds after the microwave start back up, I hear a notification from instagram. I think is one of the people I follow, more than likely Lau posting about him and Chrystal like he always do. They get on my nerves how mushy-mushy lovey-dovey they be, but since I so bored and not want to sit there and watch my popcorn anymore, I go to the living room and get my phone off the couch arm. I pick it up and my screen turn on, but it say " itsVee: started a new live video. Watch now before it ends!"

My heart drop down to my stomach! I place my thumb on the home key to open it and fumble to get to instagram quickly. The video a little pixelated and her voice choppy, but it start to clear up. I see a garden or something, and I hear her voice, which make my heart drop from my stomach to my feet. She sound so happy and the place she showing her viewers is beautiful! I not even know that New York have places that look like this! And how is raining here, but is sunny where she is? I watch and listen to see where she find this place but she never do. The last thing she say is, "...could get their perfumes to smell like! Haha!! Okay guys, I'm bouta go lay down. I know it's in the middle of the day and it's only, what? My phone says 13:58, which means that it's almost 2 in the afternoon, but I'm sooooo tired! Check back for more in a few hours! Peeeeace!"

Then it ended. I watch her live video maybe 4 or 5 times before I end it. When I close it out, I see a beautiful picture of the garden she post, and the bottom of the picture say:

Nothing but #PEACE here. This is exactly what I needed! #PERU will take all of your #PAIN and #DRAMA away. #COMEHERE if you need some #TLC in your life. #Drake @champagnepapi knows nothing about real #VIEWS.

At this point, I didn't give a fuck if she know I was watching her or following her. I hit the heart under her picture. That's when I smell my popcorn. I forget the shit was cooking in the microwave. I put my phone back down on the couch arm and I run over to the kitchen and press the open button. When the door flew open, a bunch of smoke come out and it smell so bad! I took the bag out and threw it in the garbage. I not even hungry no more; I have butterflies in my stomach. I open the patio door to my apartment to let some fresh air in. I look out at the rain pouring down and it make me feel so depressed and I frown. Rain is weather where you need to be with somebody special, and is when I realize how much I need her. I walk over back to the couch, pick up my phone, and sit down on the coffee table to watch her live video a few more times. Her voice making me smile to hear it again...