221.We Are In Deep Shit!

Chapter Two Hundred And Twenty One

Grandmother Clinton was not your typical grandmother. At the spry age of 75, she still had the spirit of a young socialite. Her grandkids often marveled at her energy and zest for life. One sunny afternoon, as she sat on her vintage armchair, surrounded by antique collectibles, a mischievous idea popped into her head. She decided it was time to throw an exclusive underground party, unlike any other. The idea of hosting the event of the century excited her immensely.

She reached for her smartphone, her arthritic fingers dancing across the screen as she dialed the number of the best party organizers in town. Her choice was no accident; she knew that this event needed the touch of professionals who could bring her vision to life. The phone rang a few times before a friendly voice answered, "Good afternoon, this is Eventful Creations. How can we help you?"

Grandmother Clinton cleared her throat and began, "Hello, dearies. This is Mrs. Clinton, and I'm i
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