Summer Vacation With A Female Brat

As I made my way to the baggage claim, I spotted Mia already waiting by the conveyor belt, her eyes fixed on her phone. She was dressed in a bright yellow sundress, her long, dark hair cascading down her back. She looked up, caught my eye, and flashed a quick smile b

"The Wi-Fi doesn't reach the pool," she says, her voice a flat, dangerous monotone. "And the concierge didn't get the specific brand of alkaline water I requested. We’re leaving." Summer Vacation With A Female Brat