DATE NIGHT
“What exactly am I to expect if I say yes to your request?” I reply playfully, making Sebastian chuckle on the other side of the phone. “Now it wouldn't be a surprise anymore if I laid it all now would it?” He replies, and I huff, finishing up the last of the crêpes I was working on in the kitchen in the back of the diner. Days had gone by after the talk at the beach with dad, and a lot of time had been put into thinking about how I wanted things to be with my mother. For now, I decide to keep all thoughts relating to her at the back of my mind, along with the Wilson's situation, and focus on myself. “Fine! Mr. mysterious… I'll wait until tonight.” I give up on trying to make him tell me where he had in mind for tonight. We talk for a little while longer before I have to get off the p
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