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“What happened in here?” David asks, walking into my room and taking a look around at all the clothes that are, well, everywhere. “I’m packing,” I tell him, flustered. “What if I forget something? Or what if I need something that I decided not to bring? I’m just trying to make sure I’m fully prepared.” “Oh, my sweet Celeste,” he tells me with a smile, taking the two different shoes I had been comparing from my hands and placing them on the bed and he takes my hands in his. “It’s three days, and that’s with travel. You’ve been to these before. You know that you don’t need all of this.” “I wasn’t the Luna then, though,” I tell him nervously. “What if I don’t pack something important? What if I find that I need something I decided wasn't important enough to pack?” “Then I’m sure