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Cruise?!?!

“I don’t have to work today.”
“That’s nice.”
“And you don’t have to work today.”
“Nope.”
“And it’s really nice out.”
“Sure is.”
“And I could use some one to go on a cruise with.”
“Ahhhhhhhhh!”
“Should I take that as a yes?”
“Yes! Oh my God! How can you even afford a cruise right now?!?!”
“Well, it’s not a two week first class tour of Alaska or anything… It’s just a small 24 hour cruise. It starts at noon today and goes till noon tomorrow.”
“Never degrade a cruise, Nick. Never.” He laughs and drags me out the door. He’s good at that, dragging me places. We get to the car and he’s bouncing up and down like a little boy.
“You look like you’re five.” I tell him.
“You look like you’re killing my joy.”
“Okay, I’ll have a little more fun.”
“Oh well, please contain youself just a little more.” He says sarcastically as we both climb into the black jag. He holds my hand as we drive down the road. I see the bay and squeeze his hand excitedly. He squeezes back and parks. Here we go.

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