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FACETIME ✆ GRAYVIA.

GRAYSON: Alright, cool. [he shook his head, a grin forming on his lips] Shut up, smartass. I guess you can go pack, if you have to. I'd be fine with you forgoing the whole clothes thing, but if you insist upon packing. [he smirked] Text me while you get your shit all together?

AVIA: I don't doubt that you would. Then again, when a guy innocently hits on me at breakfast, you almost flip a table. I'd hate to see your reaction to people looking at me walking around New York naked. [she shrugged, flashing him an innocent smile] Will do. [blowing a kiss towards the screen, she hovered over the end call button] Later, Gray.

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FACETIME ✆ GRAYVIA.

GRAYSON: Yeah, I am but I think you love it. [he winked] I'm thinking maybe a week in New York, a week in Paris? Unless you think two weeks is a little long for a second first date to last.

AVIA: [smirked] Don't push it. [thinking for a moment, she eventually nodded] Okay, I think I can do that. Don't most second first dates last two weeks? [she asked with a smug smile] Gonna leave me alone now so I can pack?

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FACETIME ✆ GRAYVIA.

GRAYSON: I know. Crazy for you, always been. [he smiled wide at her] Alright, I'm going to get this all set up for us, okay? You'll be ready to leave tomorrow?

AVIA: [bit her lip, fighting back a smirk] You're ridiculous. Fine, how long are we going to be staying? [she stood up from the bed, holding the phone out in front of her] I have some packing to do.

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FACETIME ✆ GRAYVIA.

GRAYSON: [smiled, and flicked his eyes from his computer screen back to Avia on his phone] You know I'm going to say tomorrow, so why even ask?

AVIA: [rolled her eyes, again playfully] Fine. But you're crazy, Mr. Evans, just so you know.

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FACETIME ✆ GRAYVIA.

GRAYSON: Not yet, we're not. But, babe, I'm on my way. [he smirked] Alright. I kinda have an idea. [he set his phone up against his laptop and began typing in travel plans to find the cost] If you'd be up for it, would you wanna go to New York with me? I gotta go sign a few things with the Mets and get an idea of where I might be living. We can fly out from there to Paris since there aren't any nonstop flights from Ohio, it looks like.

AVIA: [couldn't help but mirror Grayson's smirk] What's the idea? [she asked, waiting patiently as he moved his phone around and started typing. Avia nodded her head] Yeah, why not? New York's pretty cool. When would we leave?

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FACETIME ✆ GRAYVIA.

GRAYSON: [nodded] A cheap one, yeah, right. [he spoke sarcastically, having no intent on going cheap] Money is not a problem, Av. Realistically, tomorrow. I don't want to wait to see you again and start whatever this is going to be.

AVIA: [rolled her eyes. there was no point in arguing this, they could do that when the time came] I mean, we're not millionaires, Grayson. [thinking for a moment, she nodded] Okay. Tell me the prices you can find for flights for tomorrow, and we'll see.

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FACETIME ✆ GRAYVIA.

GRAYSON: [smiled, happy she was okay with him taking care of their flight and room] I want the opportunity to pay for one dinner, though. Just one. You can get the rest, okay? [his eyes scanned his computer as clicked on Google Chrome, and began typing in a website to look up flights] When do you want to leave? Tomorrow? [he half joked]

AVIA: Fine, one dinner. A cheap one. [she nodded, shifting positions so she could lay on her front with her phone held out in front of her] I think tomorrow's probably a little soon, plus last minute flights are usually ridiculous. Realistically, when are you thinking?

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FACETIME ✆ GRAYVIA.

GRAYSON: [setting his laptop out on his desk and opening, he shrugged] I don't know. I like the idea of taking you there. Not taking each other there. [he turned his laptop on, switching his gaze from the screen of his phone back to his computer] But, alright. I'll get the tickets and the hotel. You can pay for everything there. How about that?

AVIA: [frowned, waiting for Grayson's response. she really didn't want him to have to pay for a whole trip to somewhere as expensive as Paris, not when she was making bank, too] Fine, I guess I can be okay with that. I heard everything's super expensive there, so that should make up for at least the plane ticket.

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FACETIME ✆ GRAYVIA.

GRAYSON: I told you I'd take you anywhere, Av. I wasn't kidding. Isn't Paris supposed to be like romantic and shit too? It'd be perfect for a second first date. [he nodded, standing up to grab his laptop which he had thrown carelessly onto his bed earlier]

AVIA: [nodded] It is. [watching as he stood, she realized he wasn't fucking with her, and her brows raised a little] Well, as impressed as I am right now, I'm also making pretty good money. How about we both take each other to Paris?

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FACETIME ✆ GRAYVIA.

GRAYSON: Told you I haven't changed. [he grinned] Really. I'm making some pretty damn good money, believe it or not, so yeah! Let's go to Paris. I'll start looking for plane tickets and getting a hotel.

AVIA: Are you fucking with me, or are you really going to take me to Paris? [she looked at the camera with her brows knitted and a small smirk on her lips]

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FACETIME ✆ GRAYVIA.

GRAYSON: I did. I'm a fucking catch, let me tell you. [he grinned] So, date. Where do you want to go? I'll take you anywhere. Literally. You want to go to Italy? Let's go. Paris? We'll take the first flight out. Anywhere, Av.

AVIA: [smirked, rolling her eyes playfully] And you're still full of yourself, I see. [settling back against her pillows a little more, she thought for a moment] Really? Anywhere? Because if Paris is really on the table, I'm not going to say no to that.

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GRAYSON: Alright. [he responded, a bit bummed that she wasn't looking to jump right back into things as he had wanted] Yeah, a date sounds good. Avia, you still know me. Stop thinking you don't. Seriously, I'm exactly the same just a bit hotter.

AVIA: [knew Grayson was probably disappointed, but she wanted to do things properly, so she gave him a small, grateful smile when he agreed. it turned to more of a bashful one then, though] Fine, I won't dispute that. You were always hot, but if it's possible, you got even hotter.

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FACETIME ✆ GRAYVIA.

GRAYSON: Me, probably. I'm still the same immature fuck as I always was. [he gave a small smile, trying to lighten the mood at least a bit, especially since he was the one who brought the tone of it done] We do whatever we want. There aren't any rules to this, Av. We're us. We're supposed to be together. It doesn't matter how we go about it. We can slap a label on it right now, and I would be fine with that. We can go on a date. I'll take you anywhere. There's no restrictions.

AVIA: [didn't particularly want to smile, but she couldn't help it. not when Grayson was looking at her like that] I just don't think throwing a label on there right away is such a good idea. We obviously have things to work on. [she paused, chewing on her lip in thought] I want to work on them, though. Maybe we could try going on a date? Make sure we really know each other still.

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FACETIME ✆ GRAYVIA.

GRAYSON: Stop saying that. [his tone became sharp] Did you just miraculously change in the past two years? Cause I didn't. [he shook his head, trying to calm himself a bit] Yeah, okay. It sucks but it doesn't have to be that way anymore. I don't get why you're being so fucking difficult about this. You want me. I want you. It shouldn't be as hard as you're making it.

AVIA: [sighed again] A little, sure. Who doesn't mature between twenty and twenty-two? [she frowned, running her hand through her hair] Grayson, it's not as easy as just wanting each other. I mean, what do we do, just throw a label on there? Do we go on a date? I don't know how to do this.

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FACETIME ✆ GRAYVIA.

GRAYSON: Yeah, I do. [he nodded, confidently] If it's something we both want, why can't it be that easy? [rolling his eyes, he sighed] Seriously, Avia? We lived in two places before and that wasn't what destroyed us. And I'm going to be in Florida for a couple of months, so we don't even have to be apart. We can work on the reasons we broke up. We can work on us. You wouldn't ever have to lose me again.

AVIA: [rubbed her forehead, shaking her head] How? How is it that easy? It's been two years, Gray. We don't even really know each other anymore. [sighing, she glanced away from her phone] Do you know how much it sucked having to tell you about what I'd been doing? You were supposed to just know, and you didn't. And I didn't know about your life either. It shouldn't be that way.

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FACETIME ✆ GRAYVIA.

GRAYSON: Did you not read my text? [raising his hand, he paused the facetime to check his messages] 'We become us again. Where the fuck else would we go from here?' [he read straight off his phone before going back to the facetime call. he just gave a small shrug] What else?

AVIA: [frowned, watching Grayson as he read out the text, and rolled her eyes] You think it's just that easy? What about the fact that we live in different places? Or that we broke up once before, who says it won't happen again? I can't lose you twice, Grayson. I'm sorry, but I can't.

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FACETIME ✆ GRAYVIA.

GRAYSON: Hi. [there was no emotion in his tone at the moment. he was just trying to not get angry and flip at the fact she had gone a day without talking to him, leading him to believe she regretted everything] See, calm. [his eyes dropped to the lamp he had only knocked off his desk and smashed moments ago. luckily, she couldn't see that]

AVIA: [watched Grayson for a moment, knowing he wasn't calm at all, but she'd humor him] Okay. Well, what did you want me to say to you, Gray? I don't know what to say. I don't regret what we did, though. I'm just confused about where things are supposed to go from here.