Gabe Guu Novels & Stories

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It was way too early for that level of decibel output. "Good lord, Heather. Why on earth are you so ecstatic this early in the morning?" "No reason," she giggled, her voice buzzing with an energy I couldn't even fathom yet. I set the phone on the marble counter and started brushing my teeth. "How's...morning...going?" I managed to mutter through a mouthful of minty foam. "Great, now that today has finally come!" I side-eyed the phone while spitting into the sink, then rinsed with mouthwash. "Why today specifically? Is there a clearance sale I didn't hear about?"

𝙸 𝙷𝙰𝙳 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚈𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝚃𝚆𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚈 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝚄𝚃𝙴𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝙸 𝙳𝙴𝙲𝙸𝙳𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙺, 𝙸 𝚂𝙰𝙸𝙳 𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙳𝙱𝚈𝙴 𝚃𝙾

Henry had certainly found a new way to torture him this time, a way Rome would’ve never dreamt possible until now. Thankfully, about halfway through Drew’s recounting of how awful Tim’s funeral was, Guy decided to come over and speak to them. Rome thought perhaps this Frenchman wasn’t nearly as bad as the other one he’d had the displeasure of speaking with recently. As soon as Guy opened his mouth, he took the thought back. “Drew. Rome. You have your new scripts?” “Yes, sir, Mr. de Chante, and let me just say--”