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Mal: What are you doing for fun?

Lacey: I don't have time for fun.

Mal: Ever?

Lacey: Not since I moved out. Why?

Mal: Come over tomorrow.

Lacey: To your place?

Mal: Yes.

Lacey: But I'm the one booty calling you?

Mal: Yeah.

Lacey: I reject these claims.

Mal: I'll make a note. I need to be sure you're in for the video. Our timeline got pushed up.

Lacey: Something wrong?

Mal: Boring shit with the label. It's good, overall, but it means we need to do this fast. I need to know you're prepared to direct the Tangled video.

Those butterflies in my stomach demand my attention. I want to direct Mal's video. No, I need to.

But it's also fucking terrifying, taking on a job this big.

Knowing it means putting in notice with Danielle sooner rather than later.

Knowing it means letting go of the only stable thing in my life.

This is a great opportunity.

I can't turn it down.

Lacey: I'm in. A hundred percent in.

Mal: Good. Come to my place tomorrow. Eleven a.m.

Lacey: Eleven a.m.?!?!?

Mal: I'll make tea.

Lacey: Still.

Mal: It will be worth it. The place is nice. Big. Quiet. Beach-adjacent.

Lacey: Should I bring a bikini?

Mal: If you want to swim without getting arrested.

Lacey: Your place?

Mal: We can meet somewhere else.

Lacey: No. I'm good with your place.

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