The Mess We've Made | Minsung

chapter seventy-one

"Hey."

I gasped and turned around, "You scared the shit out of me. What did I tell you?"

Grayson sighed, "You told me not to talk to you. I know."

"Yeah. So shoo."

"I think you'll want to hear what I have to say."

"Fine," I crossed my arms. "What is it?"

"I overheard Veronica talking shit about you to Ananiyah earlier."

This is college. I'm in college again. Get me out of here.

I blinked at him a few times, "What?"

"Ananiyah was just listening to her talk but Veronica was going off about how crazy you sounded at this bar you guys were at over the weekend. I tried not to listen but I was nearby and I'm a fucking snoop-,"

I cut him off, "You call her 'Ananiyah?'"

"Yeah...That's her name."

"Sorry, that just caught me off guard. I always call her 'Niyah.'"

"I'm not one for nicknames," Grayson chuckled.

"How do I know you're not making this up to fuck with me in some way?" I asked him.

"How would I know any of that unless I'd overheard someone else say it? I can be more specific, if you'd like."

"You could be over-exaggerating to make Veronica look bad."

"Can we take this somewhere private?"

"Like where?"

"You have an office. I work for you. We're at work."

"Oh, yeah," I chuckled as I walked, "I feel like I'm in college right now."

"I'm very aware of our circumstances..."

"Well, I'm not," I laughed. "I feel like I'm living the same day over and over again."

"How so?"

I unlocked my office door for him and he stepped inside as I spoke, "You traumatized me and I was completely satisfied with you being out of my life. Now you're back after I managed to finally forget you. I'm living the same work day over and over."

"I take it things are always different at home, though?" Grayson asked.

I shut the door behind him and headed for my desk, "That's none of your business."

"You can't blame me for being interested in Hollywood's favorite couple when you're not even a part of that industry," Grayson laughed. "Especially when you were rubbing your happiness in my face at that party."

Boundaries.

I looked at him skeptically for a moment, "I was just having fun with my boyfriend. He was the one who caught you staring at us in the first place and thought it was funny."

"So, he knows about me?"

I sat down at my desk and ushered for him to take a seat across from me, "Want to know something fucked up?"

"Sure."

"He was the one who convinced me to text you when you hit me up on Twitter."

"That wasn't you?"

"It was me but I had Min hanging over my shoulder reading the whole thing. He thought it was hilarious."

"So, you guys live together?"

"Yeah."

"What's that like?"

"A slumber party every night with your best friend."