The day dragged on when Gray realized that he was going to go and hang out with Monica when he was done. Every question that his employees ask him seem to require all of his attention but take the longest time to complete. It was too the point when it hit 3pm that the young man was sitting at his desk throwing the ball back up towards the ceiling. Why… Why day?! Why do you have to be SO DANG LONG!!

After what felt like an eternity it’s finally hit 5pm and for the first time since the business opened, the employees were stunned to see Gray Yin sprinting out of the building and skipping most of the steps and stumbling to his car.

[i]What to bring? What to bring? What to bring?![/i] Soon Gray found himself standing in the grocery store looking down the isles. [i]What the hell do you bring to a dinner?![/i] Sure, Gray had been on dates, but dates involved going out and someone else taking care of the ‘needs’. Uh… Staring blankly with his dark eyes at the selection of wines he tapped his chin. Oh god… lucky for him, as he was about to pull out his hair, someone approached him and began to talk to him. 

It wasn’t long before Gray found a small chocolate cake and a bottle of moscato wine to end the night with. [i]Not bad for someone who knows nothing about a whole ‘at home’ date. Though, it didn’t dawn on him until he left the store and got to his car that this… this wasn’t a date… Uh, glancing in the review mirror he could see the bottle of wine and the cake in a bag waiting for their chance to be used. Was… was he overthinking things?

Hesitation got the best of him when he stood out in front of her door. [i]Was bringing this stuff a good idea? I mean, this isn’t a date… it can’t be a date. This is just two friends hanging out after not seeing each other for a long time… two friends, two adults… with adult feelings and… being adults now….

His finger rang the bell and to his surprise she answered the door without being on her crutches. “Hey.” He said brightly returning the hug he received as soon as he entered the room. “Thanks for the invite.” As they pulled away from the embrace, he noticed she was wearing makeup and found himself dropping quiet with a bit of shyness. “I… I brought… dessert.” His voice soft and shy like as he holds out the chocolate cake and wine. “The people at the grocery store said that this would be a good mix for a dessert…”