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Stacy moseyed down the chilly sidewalk. She had never been more confused than the night of her last Skype conversation with Graser.
As she walked Molly, she kicked the fallen autumn leaves into the grass. She loved walks, they were where she could think the most, other than reading on rainy days, of course.
Somehow, he always crept his way into her thoughts. Graser had been called many things, "baby face", "ugly". Stacy disagreed. She'd never seen him as either of those. In fact, she saw him as very special. But she never judged people on their looks, it was never apart of her nature.
Then, in a sudden spur of activity, Stacy's phone began to light up, alarming her of incoming texts. At first, she looked past it, as a few texts was normal to her. But after the large influx, Stacy had to investigate.
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Stacy's heart still pounded. Her plane ride to Quebec was bumpy and unstable, which made her uneasy feelings worse, as she approached her Canadian destination.
"Good afternoon again flyers, I'm your attendant Jackie. Our pilot will be beginning his descent shortly. We hope you had a good flight, thank you for flying Mesa Airlines."
When she was finally able to use the data on her phone to search the Internet, her anxiety began to grow like a wildfire. She'd seen so many worrying tweets and hashtags, such as #PrayForGraser or #FixMyRobot. To avoid the extra headache, she deleted Twitter from her phone, for the time being.
As the plane cruised to a stop, no doubt she was the first one off of the winged vehicle. After all, she was worried as all hell.
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As she stuffed her navy suitcase into the back of the yellow cab, she yelled directions to the driver from the other side of the trunk.
"North Broadway. Er--- Saint Mary hospital, middle division." As she closed the trunk, she glanced at her map.
As she found a solution, she began to speak, "The map says it's off of Beauregard Street and----"
"I know where it is. Get in the car ma'am." The driver said, interrupting her previous statement.
As the impatient driver rushed Stacy around the Canada streets, she couldn't help but wonder how her dogs were doing. "I mean, I know I'm coming for Graser, but what if they---" she thought, but immediately pushed away the thoughts, deeming them selfish.
Graser needed her, and she hadn't planned on letting him down. At least, not if she could help it.
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Against All Odds | A Gracy Story
RomanceA #Gracy Ship Fanfic. StacyPlays x Graser10. Hope you enjoy. This story will be updated every Monday and Friday and sometimes more!