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Too much thinking about Adam.
Like I could listen to that advice the moment I opened the doors to the fridge.
My mouth fell open. Fruit trays, cold cut trays, veggie trays, every dip you could possibly imagine, cases of drinks, charcuterie boards as long as my arm stacked on top of each other, an adorable line of blue Marrs cupcakes, and so much more. The cabinets above the stove were the exact same thing. Huge, bulk bags of chips and cookies lined the inside of the shelves, and the more I pulled down on to the countertops, the more seemed to be stuffed in the back.
“Holy shit.” June stacked things in her arms. “He knows this is for one day, right?”
“Maybe he thinks I’m going into a bunker for a week?”
“A month, easy.” June laughed.
In the very back of the fridge, was a cute case of bright pink peach lemonade drinks with Kassie written on them. I looped my fingers through the plastic handle and placed the case on the counter top.
“Isn’t Illustrator-in-Chief, Kassie?” I asked, taking a look at the drinks.
“Yep, that’s what Adam calls her.”
“Huh. I guess she left some drinks.”
And peach lemonade too.
“Oh my god, King told me about these.” June took a long look at them. “He said Kassie brought them for their Christmas trip and they were a huge hit.”
I did need some sugar for my jittery nerves. To start my overnight shift, I had a big presentation on the best study tips. I’d been hounding my residents to come, and the turnout looked pretty good from the signup sheets.
I cracked one of the drinks open and took a sip. It was really bubbly and super sweet.
I have to ask where Kassie got these.
65
Adam
The Gray Sweatpants Problem
Everybody noticed how much I was itching to get out of practice. I was short with everybody and the freshmen were hiding from me across the field after I shouted at them again for fucking up another drill. I was counting down the seconds. In our final twenty minutes, I beat everybody around the track for a practice run.
“Woah, actually do your lap,” Ryan said, standing with the assistant coaches.
King grunted from the sides. “He did.”
“He did?” Ryan blinked at me while I wiped the sweat off my forehead.
My shower was quick, my skin prickled with how much I rubbed it raw. I threw on my clothes as fast as I could. Piper’s first part of the event started thirty minutes ago. If I could cut through the buildings, I’d make it before her next one.
“Adam?” Ryan called after me. “Your weight training?”
“I came in at five o’clock!” I tossed over my shoulder, shrugging on my hoodie.
“Tutoring?”
“I hit my hours on Tuesday!”
Everyone was determined to slow me the hell down.
Kassie opened the door to the locker room and grinned up at me. “Howdy, partner. Did Piper like the cupcakes?”
“I don’t know, I haven’t gotten there yet.”
