Bianca Cortez, a talented barista and bartender comes across the Savannah Bananas on a night at the bar. But what she doesn't know is that it's going to change her entire life.
user7: kind don't feel bad for her losing her mom | user8: wtf
noahbridges: 🤟🏼🤪❤️
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NOAH'S POV
"I love you." I said as I placed my hand on her thigh, she looked over at me from the passenger seat with a smile on her face.
"I love you too." She said and I smiled. I pulled up to the gate and buzzed, I told the real estate agent my name and the gates opened. We were in total awe when we drove through the alley of trees and by the end it revealed the most beautiful house. It was wooden house with black windows. It was exactly what we had been looking for. I parked the car and we got out and was greeted by our real estate agent.
"Welcome to La Maison Noir." She said with a smile on her face.
"It's actually called that?" I asked and she chuckled.
"It is, it's named after a French lord who built this place in 1943. It has been renovated since then but the owners have always kept the name and it's light charm." She said and I nodded.
"Come inside." She said and we walked in. It revealed the most amazing interior ever. It was like walking into our Pinterest board.
"Omg." I mumbled.
"I know." B mumbled. She showed us around in the modern but farmish house. We fell in love with it more and more for every second that passed. And when she opened the doors to the backyard we knew that this house was everything. The doors opened to a big barbecue area, a pool surrounded by bushes and trees and if you walked down a few steps you came into a basket ball court that I would easily transform into a batting cage. There were even an outside gym. It had everything and a little more. It was just what we wanted. It was private, still close to our jobs and had an opportunity for house guests and parties. I looked at B who looked just as enchanted as I. She looked over at me and without even a word we were in an agreement. This was our house. After seeing over twelve different houses we finally had found it. Both B and I agreed it would be best to lay the house hunting on rest until everything with her mom's funeral was over. And after B had recovered from that we started looking again. I think we both needed to start fresh. Get away from all the shit that had happened and start a new life together. B's business was blossoming and she was finally getting to do a merch line with coffee mugs and different cocktail glasses. And my career was just taking off like a rocket. I have never been so focused and I've improved so much. Life is just good again.
