• Chapter 6 •

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"Okay, I know that I'm the one who made this list like last year, but where are we going to get a rare fruit. I'm pretty sure it's rare for a reason."

"Alice, when you made this list last year and showed me it and said this is what I wanna do before I die, I was all for it. We only have but so much time and as your best friend, I am more than happy to go on this adventure with you. And I'll enjoy every single part of it, but only if you're more than happy to do this too."

I loved Amber, even though she can definitely get on my nerves sometimes. But I know she does it because she loves me and wants nothing more than to see me happy.

I guess the only thing I can do right now is just try and make things a little easier for her and just hop on the adventure wagon.

I smiled and answered, "Of course, Amber. I'm most certainly going to continue this thing with you."

Amber being Amber smiled her big smile and jumped up and down. "Yay!! Okay, now I have an idea."

I giggled, "What's your idea, Amber?"

"Okay, I think it could work but I just wanna know one thing."

I nodded for her to continue. I wondered what she had in mind. Amber continued, "Okay, okay. So...how do you feel about ordering rare fruit off the internet?"

"Seriously, Amber?"

"What?" Amber questioned me as if she didn't see the flaw in this plan. I don't know about her, but I personally hate the idea of ordering food off the web. If it's not personally coming to my door by an UberEats deliverer, I don't want it!

"Amber, do you know how many things can go wrong if we just search on the dark web for some weird ass fruit."

Amber suggested, "Well, we don't have to necessarily do that. But we can Google rare fruits in California. Or better yet, we can get specific and Google, rare fruits in San Francisco. C'mon, San Francisco isn't that boring. There's gotta be some weird food here."

I roll my eyes, surprisingly following Amber's suggestion. As I pulled out my phone, I never thought I'd be on Google, trying to find rare fruits.

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