LXXII. GRACE—CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO

seb🍩:
Let's go somewhere.

gracie:
What are you talking about?

gracie:
You're literally in the room down the hall. Just come talk to me ffs.

seb🍩:
Nah.

seb🍩:
But seriously, let's get out of here.

gracie:
And go where? I don't exactly have the money for an on-the-spot trip?

seb🍩:
Good thing you don't have to pay

gracie:
Seb you're not paying for me.

seb🍩:
I know.

seb🍩:
Cause we have two tickets curtesy of Ellen Degeneres😌

gracie:
No way.

seb🍩:
Yes way.

gracie:
To where?

seb🍩:
That I'm not telling.

seb🍩:
It's a secret.

gracie:
How am I supposed to say yes if you won't tell me where it is?

seb🍩:
Just say yes.

gracie:
Uhhhh

seb🍩:
Gracie

gracie:
Okay, okay. I guess I'll go.

gracie:
What am I supposed to pack? And for how long?

seb🍩:
Pack a week's worth of clothes for warm weather and a bathing suit.

gracie:
Okay...

gracie:
You're seriously not going to tell me where we're going?

seb🍩:
I'm seriously not telling you where we're going.

gracie:
When do we leave then?

seb🍩:
Few days😌 So get packin lil lady.

gracie:
Whatever you say.

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