Alright. I won’t be much help.
Like you’ve never given a rousing speech to the team.
You make a good point.
A very tenable argument.
Did you pull up a thesaurus to send that text?
Depends. Am I using it right?
Yes, that is the correct use of tenable. Gold star.
Chapter
Six
I’m notsure what’s giving me more of a headache, the harsh lighting in this grocery store or having to run macros in my head every time I pick something off the shelf. I know fat content isn’t the enemy, but I would like to eat something other than hummus and carrots for the next three months without second guessing it.
While I’m sizing up a box of cereal bars, my cell buzzes, the contact ‘worst roommate ever’ across my phone screen. “Hey,” I say to Terrence over the line. “I’m at the grocery store.”
“Word. Can you pick up some beer?”
I snort, shoving the cereal bars back onto the shelf. “No.”
“Come on man. I’ll pay you back, you know I’m good for it.”
“I know for a fact you’re not.” I meander into the next aisle. “You still owe me ten bucks for a Phi Rho cover charge freshman year. That party sucked, by the way.”
“Dude, how do you even remember that?”
“Because I don’t have CTE from slamming into flesh-mountains on skates.”
I get the feeling someone is watching me, and sureenough, Christos is halfway down the aisle, his tight lips telling me he’s heard this whole conversation. Or at least the funny parts.
I tell Terrence, “I’ll call you back,” and hang up right as he starts begging.
Christos and I meet halfway.
“Terrence?” he asks with an amused, quirked brow.
“He’s soooo needy.” I roll my eyes with exaggeration.
He grins. “He mentioned you two have been roommates since Freshman year.”
“Yeah,” I shrug. “Guess I’m a bit needy too.”
“Nothing wrong with that.” He clears his throat. “Do you, uh, know which aisle has the protein?”
“Unfortunately, I do. Come on.” I lead him to the second to last aisle of the store, the protein powders right across from the paper towels. Probably because they taste the same.
“Thanks,” he says while examining the store’s pitiful offerings.
“There’s a supplement store in the mall.”
He pulls his eyes away from a bottle of strawberry powder and down to me. “We have a mall?”
“No, it’s like an hour away. But since it’s the only mall around, we just call itthe mall.”
