Caleb wasnât really sure how long he had been staring at the coffee mug in front of him. Minutes... hours... they all felt the same to him. He could guess from the steam it hadnât been that long, but time was odd to him, it went differently, and he didnât know how to get used to it. He happened to glance up when he heard The Grinds door open, and Nate walk in. He was about to leave it be when an idea came to mind, instead standing up. Well, he might as well try and get some things sorted out. âNate... hey. Can we talk at some point? Doesnât have to be now but... just at some point?â @nxtehunterâ












