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Grayson Rose

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    I'm into deep conversations about life, the universe, and deep mysteries. I love reading, writing, traveling, and all things film/television.

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  1. Yes! Let us hope
  2. I couldn’t agree with you more. His friends definitely stepped up with the advice.
  3. “Good Luck, Babe” by Chappell Roan played softly in the background. Sam leaned back against the desk with his arms crossed. Emory stood a foot or two from him in defensive mode. The warm room was filled with tension. The conversation between them was on repeat. It didn’t make sense to Emory either time it was held. “You told him no?” Emory asked the question again as if the answer would somehow change. Sam pushed up off his desk. He took a step towards Emory and reached out to place h
  4. The cave had become a sanctuary in the absence of home. That’s why Connor felt so at peace as he lay there near the fire next to Jamie. The light sounds of Jamie’s sleeping breaths soothed him in unexpected ways. The little drops of rain outside gave the illusion of being somewhere special. He turned to his right and glanced at Jamie. He watched him carefully with special interest. Conner couldn’t help but admire the way Jamie looked so at peace in his slumber. The rise and fall of his che
  5. That would be a plot twist for sure
  6. Answer coming up very soon.
  7. Emory and Sam moved through the airport holding hands, their arms swung back and forth like a couple who had just pledged their undying love to one another. The air felt light and magical. The mood was practically whimsical. The sound of travelers moving about and the smell of coffee and bagels in the crowded airport elevated their senses. To be young and smitten in New York was a feeling that couldn’t be put into proper words. “Emory.” Her soft Southern, polished voice floated through the
  8. My favorite way to start a new year
  9. From Rockefeller Plaza to Brooklyn, the snow stretched on like a white blanket. Emory and Sam sat across from one another in the warm coffee shop, exhausted from their morning snowball fight. Sam sipped on the double espresso with hot foam. Emory indulged in the hot white chocolate mocha. Their eyes whispered secrets between one another. “I could stay here forever,” Emory admitted as he placed his cup down. “Really?” Sam sounded surprised. “It’s nice. I don’t know if I could ever get
  10. They definitely have some time!! Slow and steady just might win this one.
  11. The snow had already begun to fall from the sky. Emory stepped out of the building with his luggage in hand. The campus was empty, and the cold was present. Winter had arrived. A black Toyota Camry with dark windows pulled in front. The passenger window rolled down. “Wrapped in Red” by Kelly Clarkson flowed. Emory rolled his eyes with a playful smile. “What are you doing here, Samuel?” He asked. “Flights are grounded because of the impending snowstorm. If we leave now, we can get ahea
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