Thanks to everyone:D the= chapters are kind of short right now, but they will get longer as the story unfolds. Ill update real soon :)

R+R :) it always helps


Greg enters his apartment, laden with several bags of groceries for his virtually empty cabinets and refrigerator. The only reason he was filling hid apartment with food now was because some how he had managed to get a few personal days to relax away from work. And he wanted to stay away from the diner food as much as possible.

Greg takes his time, separating out his purchases and placing everything in the right place. He looks up at the clock, noon and he pops a burrito in the microwave. He walks over to the radio and flips on his favorite song, leaning against the counter and letting the music absorb him.

His phone vibrates on the counter behind him and he grabs it, not expecting anything important.

Its from Nick

-Hey Greggo

Greg smiles, hitting reply.

-Hey Nicky

The only thing that seems to matter at that moment to Greg Sanders is his phone conversation with Nick Stokes. He ignores the microwave and doesn't hear the radio turn to a song he doesn't like particularly well, only when his phone beeps again.

-what's up buddy

-NM. Eatin a burrito, you?

-Nothing man, sitting around waiting for work, bored

-Haha I got Thursday off

-don't remind me…its not the same without you

Greg blushes waiting to respond, thinking of something to say back.

-Same. You work at one today?

He asks the questions he already knows. Greg knows when Nick works all week. A fact that he thought was kind of creepy.

-Yeah, until seven. Maybe I'll come over after work, if you don't have a lady friend over ;)

-haha that'd be tight.

He smiles to himself , looking at the little emoticon at the end of the last text Nick sent.

-Okay Greggo, call ya later.

He looks up at the clock on the wall, 12:35. His burrito is cold and as he starts the microwave he cant help but smile just a little.