Ocean's POV
"Hey Rasco, how's it going?" My back rested safely of the soft feel of my pillow as my laptop illuminated light onto my face.
"Ms. Devilla, whenever you're free i'd like you to visit your old residence with me, if that's okay,"
"Yea sure." I nod as if he could see me. "I'm taking a trip though, not exactly sure how long."
"Hmm, may I ask where to?'
"I-I'm not sure."
"You're not sure?" He asks as if I was losing it.
"Someone's actually taking me on the trip, its a surprise i guess."
"Hmm," He says again, the skepticism dripping out of his tone. "I assume you know this person well?"
"I- Yea. . . Yea sure. Um, could you avoid calling me unless its something really important for the next few days? Text me instead."
"No problem. Have a safe flight, and a fun trip." The fr
