Chapter 17: 𝓘 𝓢𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓓𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓤𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓭

Wednesday, April 27th

No matter how hard he tried, Cory couldn't fall asleep. He spent the night tossing and turning, accepting the fact he won't get any sleep any time soon and staring at the ceiling before trying again. He couldn't stop thinking about Gracie.

Even though Gracie made it very clear he shouldn't text her this early in the morning, he felt like he wouldn't be able to sleep until he talked to her.

Cory Walker:
Sent 1:18am

I still don't understand

Cory Walker:
Sent 1:19am

You there?

Cory Walker:
Sent 1:20am

Helloooo?

Gracie Summers:
Sent 1:20am

What did I tell you about texting me at this hour??

I need my sleep!

Cory Walker:
Sent 1:20am

Yeah, I know.

It's just that I don't get why you love miniature versions of pizza, but not the regular-sized version...

Gracie Summers:
Sent 1:21am

Really?

That's why I'm awake texting you?

Cory Walker:
Sent 1:22am

Well, yeah.

Gracie Summers:
Sent 1:23am

I'm sorry, why are you so concerned about this?

Cory Walker:
Sent 1:25am

I'm just asking on behalf of all other pizza lovers.

Gracie Summers:
Sent 1:26am

I simply hate it.

Just like I hate Country music, but you don't see me losing sleep over the fact that you like it, do ya?

Cory Walker:
Sent 1:26am

I don't get that either...

Gracie Summers:
Sent 1:27am

Okay, bye!

When Gracie pulled the sheets back over her shoulders, she felt the corners of her lips twitch upward into a smile.

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