+grayson+
+next week/monday+
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I wake up eager to text Thalia.
Even her just reading my texts and not responding makes me smile.
I grab my phone from my nightstand and start texting her
grayson: hey! let's hangout?:)
thalia: sorry, I can't.
grayson: aw, why not?:(
thalia: my job, don't you have one yet?
I can already feel Thalia judging me from the screen.
grayson: oh yeah, I don't have one yet.
thalia: I work for Vogue and it's a really easy job to get into. (an- let's pretend it's a easy job LMAOOO)
I immediately gasp. I didn't know she worked for Vogue!
grayson: wow! You work for Vogue?!
thalia: I mean, I guess.
grayson: well I'm down!
thalia: cool, let's meet up at the cafe. We'll grab a taxi while we're there.
grayson: see you soon!
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+thalia+
I spot Grayson walking down the pavement towards me and the cafe.
"Hey you." I say when he finally walks up to me.
"Hey!" He says out of breath.
"I was going to leave without you. You're so slow." I say.
"Am not!" He argues.
"Shut up and let's go, I'm not being late to work." I say fixing up my bag.
He only raises his hand and salutes. (An- you know when in the military or navy when they salute? That's what I mean)
dork.
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We reach the building as he opens the door for me.
"Why thank you Grayson" I say with a little smile.
He only nods.
I walk in as I hear my heels click against the marble floor.
I walk towards the elevator as tons of people are waking in and out.
I press the up button to one of the elevators.
Grayson looks around with his eyes wide and jaw dropped.
I only chuckle as the elevator door opens.
Me and Grayson walks in as I press the 25th floor.
I'm pretty close to the top.
