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" I'll be back in 3 weeks and I'll be off the grid." read the text. Santana and I were sitting on the couch the day after the text was sent.
"what the hell does she mean?" Santana thought out loud
"what do you think she means mAteRial GWorl??"
Santana rolls his eyes and goes to check Renee's location on life360.
"You think off the grid means she has her phone??? no dumbass, she does not," I say slightly annoyed.
"oh, right!" Santana says.
"oh I have an idea, call Jullian"
"ouuu good idea girl" Santana agrees and dials his number.
The phone rings for a minute then Jullian picks up
"Hello?"
"Where is Renee" I grabbed Santana's phone from him.
"I don't know, I haven't seen her since earlier today when she told me he didn't like my new girlfriend and I basically told her she was just jealous and didn't want me to be happy-" I cut him off
"You did what- you know what never mind," I sighed "she texted us and said she was goin off the grid for 3 weeks, do you have any idea where she could be?"
"Uh yea, London."
"London? Why would she be in London?"
"She has a house there- how are you all best friends but don't know?"
"shut up Jullian! Do you have the address?" Santana yelled into the phone.
"Damn, stop allat yellin! Yeah, I'll text it ta you."
I hung up and waited for the address. As soon as he sent it, we looked online for plane tickets and the only available plane tickets were for next week. We booked the flight and ordered door dash.
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