#getbyfuture

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Grayson sighed softly as he wiped down the last of the equipment, moving to spray down the windows.”I’m only volunteering why am I closing up?” He asked himself, seeing as he was the last person in the gym. He spotted Rebecca at the door and rolled his eyes, bitter memories biting at him. He opened the door and looked down to her.”What do you want?” He asked plainly.

“I knew i shouldn’t have come here, people are looking at me as if I’m going to throw them.”

“Thanks for the coffee...it’s been a long night.”

“So for the reunion...Should I just do vanilla cupcakes or should I do a variety?”

“This place is so...clean. I can’t believe I lived here for so long.”

“I’m dealing with a case... What do you want?”

“I’ll be with you in a second.” He pulled the cloth wrap over his hand, tightening with his teeth.”How can I help you? Do you have an appointment?”