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Chapter 88: Food Prep

Three bags stuffed with subs dangle from my hands. Today's lunch. The inner office door opens from the other side and I step back.

I peek up from where the bags are cutting the circulation off from my fingers to see Trey stopped to hold the door open. "Here, let me help."

He takes two bags from me and my fingers ache as the blood flow returns. "Thanks."

Together we walk to the long table on the side wall of the open office space.

"I'd planned to ask if you wanted to do lunch today since we still haven't made up for Monday, but it looks like you're busy."

An undignified noise escapes me and then I follow it up with actual words, "Finn left me in charge of food by myself today. I need to pass it all out."

He smiles but is quick to cover it up when my frown deepens. "I'll help. We wouldn't want a repeat of the doughnut incident this morning."

Another pft-like noise answers his reminder of the jelly hell from this morning's snack mix up. I should've known there was more to hi
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