━𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣𝙚.

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꒰ ⌨ ✰🌿𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻𝗲🌷꒱ | ೃ࿔₊•

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꒰ ⌨ ✰🌿𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻𝗲🌷꒱ | ೃ࿔₊•

━━GRACE HUMMED quietly to herself looking into the mirror that resided on her bedroom wall

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━━GRACE HUMMED quietly to herself looking into the mirror that resided on her bedroom wall. It was currently 9 in the morning on a Saturday, her and Paul had plans to watch a movie at his house later. They had both been pretty busy, with Grace working most of her days at a diner and Paul doing whatever it was that Paul did, they barely ever had any time to spend together.

She had a few things to do before their hangout, which is why she was up and ready so early. First she planned on stopping by the diner to get both her and Christiana a coffee and then she had to drop Chris off at her friends house, after that Grace had to stop by the grocery store and restock on food. With her being the only one in the home with a actual job, she basically took full responsibility of paying bills and buying the things the family needed.

After feeling okay about how she looked, Grace turned grabbing everything she needed off of her bed and walked out of her bedroom, down the hall, and into the kitchen where she saw Christiana sitting at the table eating a apple. "Ready?" She asked the girl making up look up from whatever caught her attention on the phone.

"Yeah" She nodded hopping off the stool and grabbing her backpack that was filled with her belongings like clothes and such. Christina stopped infront of Grace and handed her a envelope, "My dad sent it and I figured maybe you could use it towards the bills or something" She slung the bag up onto her back and made her way towards the front door, walking around the couch where Graces mother layed probably sleeping off the high she got the night before.

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