K: Grayson
Grayson : hey, it's been a while. How are you handling everything?
K: well I'm getting picked up by the foster family any moment now.
Grayson : are you okay?
K: I'm so nervous
Grayson : don't be. Everything is going to be fine
K: but what if they don't like me. What if I am just a burden to them?
Grayson : they chose to have you, right. You are not going to burden them. Plus I'm pretty sure no one could not like you.
K: idk. Anyways please distract me. My nerves are killing me.
Grayson : I found this new band called cigarettes after sex. They're awesome.
K: what's their style?
Grayson : it's a really dreamy slow-ish kind of Pop. Keeping it real and acoustic in most of their songs. You should check them out.
K: even though that doesn't sound like the music I normally listen to I will definitely check them out. But you gotta do me a favor too. Listen to villain by yellowclaw for me. It's not as trap-ish as their other songs but it's awesome.
Grayson : will do
K: so my foster family just arrived to pick me up. They're just talking to the social services lady.
Grayson : just now, that I will be there for you no matter what. They are going to love you, I wouldn't know anyone who couldn't. I love you, okay
K: okay
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