Grant at 9:00 AM: I don't know if you're at work yet or not. If you are, how's work going? If not, good morning sleepyhead
Cam at 9:04 AM: I'm awake. I'm not happy about it but I'm awake
Grant at 9:05 AM: Not a morning person I take it
Cam at 9:12 AM: Never was. Sometimes tried. Always disappointed
Grant at 9:15 AM: Haha ohh you sound so grumpy even over text
Cam at 9:17 AM: I'm sorry-- I'm the devil incarnate in the morning
Grant at 9:18 AM : It's Ok. I'm not a morning person either. If I were there I'd at least offer you coffee
Cam at 9:20 AM: Ahh that sounds amazing right now
Grant at 9:21 AM: If you give a Camryn a coffee...
Cam at 9:22 AM: Then she will never leave you alone.
Grant at 9:45 AM: I don't think I'd want her to
Cam at 9:51 AM: You say that now but giving me coffee is the equivalency to Dobby getting that sock
Grant at 9:51 AM: 😐😐😐
Cam at 9:52 AM: Never mind, it's a Harry Potter reference
Grant at 9:53 AM: Oh no, I get it and I love it. I'm stoked you made it but now I really understand how badly you need coffee
Cam at 9:54 AM: Yeah, but I'll probably ask someone to bring me one. There's a coffee shop two streets over
Grant at 9:54 AM: Got it. So what do you do?
Cam at 9:56 AM: Just the average work-study gig-- nothing major or anything. Wait what are you doing up this early?
Grant at 9:58 AM: I'm up getting ready for work myself. I knew you said you had to go in early but I didn't know when so I just texted you just in case.
Cam at 10:01 AM: Ahh thanks, that was really sweet of you. I get off in a few hours so I'll text you then? My jerk of a boss just arrived and he isn't too keen on us having our phones out.
Grant at 10:03 AM: Sure, it's a date!
Grant at 10:03 AM: I'm sorry. I don't know why I said that
Grant at 10:04 AM: I'm going to go crawl in a hole now
I got off of work at noon but my body was clearly not meant for the early morning lifestyle. Instead, I went back to my dorm room and took the greatest nap known to mankind especially since I didn't have class on Fridays and only had to cover for my friend Lyla.
I woke up around three in the afternoon only to find an email from my professor. She was reminding us that our paper was still due Monday, despite her forgetting to remind us on the day before. With this knowledge, I packed up and headed to the café to at least get a couple pages of the assignment completed.
When I finished, I was proud of my accomplishment-- a solid two pages of a four page paper done before Sunday morning. I left the café and went to a local Mexican food restaurant and ordered a burrito to go. It wasn't until I was back in my room, devouring my burrito, that I realized I was supposed to text Grant back later on after work.
Cam at 8:58 PM: So...
Cam at 8:58 PM: How's your hole?
Grant at 9:23 PM: 😳😳😳
Cam at 9:26 PM: ...
Grant at 9:26 PM: ...
Cam at 9:26 PM: Well...?
Grant at 9:28 PM: You totally said that on purpose to make me feel better because of my word vomit earlier
Cam at 9:29 PM: Said what? I don't get it.
Grant at 9:31 PM: You don't get the problem with what you just said?
Cam at 9:33 PM: No... 😏😏😏
Grant at 9:34 PM: You're the worst.
Cam at 9:36 PM: Maybe. But did it at least make you feel a little bit better about earlier? Because you could have said a lot worse than just "It's a date!"
Grant at 9:37 PM: Yeah it actually did. Thanks.
Cam at 9:40: Anytime, so what happened while I was gone?
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granted. // (grant gustin fan fic)
Fanfiction|a Grant Gustin fan fic through a stream of text messages| • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • It was Barry Allen. It was The Flash. It was...
