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"So what time is he picking us up?" - Chelsea asked, dragging her second suitcase to the living room. "In about ten minutes. And do you really need all of this luggage for two days? Sean and I packed a single one and I took enough for more than four days." - I asked, pointing at the bag she threw next to the couch. "Oh, don't worry, that one is just for condoms and toys." My eyes widened and lips parted. "You're kidding, right?" - she just smiled sweetly and sauntered to the fridge for a bottle of water. - "Chelsea? You know we aren't going on a s*x cruise, right?" "Maybe you aren't. But if I have to move there, I don't want to regret a single thing. So I have to do my research properly." "Tell me you're joking just to rile me up?" - I asked her. "Maybe, but just partially. Ha