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Nitro let out a breath, seeming to relax a little at my response. "That's good. Gives us some time."

I nodded in agreement, glad that we were on the same page about Gray's situation. Despite our differences, Nitro and I always managed to work together when it mattered.

“You seem a lot happier than I’d ever seen you, which surprised me, considering the rough road trip you’d been on recently to forget the past,” Nitro said.

I couldn't help but smile at his observation.

"Yeah, Gray has a way of brightening up my days," I admitted, feeling a warmth spread through me just thinking about him.

Nitro raised an eyebrow, then grinned when I gave him an annoyed shove. "Looks like you've got it bad, huh?" Nitro asked.

I shrugged. "Maybe I do."

“So what’s been going on with you and Gray lately?” Nitro asked.

I couldn't help but share the latest updates about Gray settling in Moon Burrow. I told him how Gray had found a job at a local diner and managed to secure himself an apartment in town.

"He seems to be doing alright," Nitro commented, nodding thoughtfully.

"Yeah, he's adjusting pretty well," I agreed, feeling a sense of relief that Gray was finding his footing in our little town.

It was good to know he was safe and starting to build a life here.

As Nitro and I continued our patrol, I couldn't shake off the nagging question that lingered in my mind: Would Gray decide to stick around in Moon Burrow, or would the allure of the open road beckon to him once more?

It was a thought that weighed heavily on me, knowing that Gray's future in our town was uncertain.

I hoped that he would choose to stay, that he would find a sense of belonging here among us. But I also understood the pull of the unknown, the desire to keep moving forward, never settling in one place for too long.

Only time would tell what Gray's decision would be, and until then, I could only hope for the best and support him in whatever path he chose to take.

As our patrol came to an end and we made our way back to the clubhouse, Nitro said, “I had misjudged Gray and I do want to know him better.”

It was a rare admission from Nitro, and I appreciated his honesty.

"Sure thing," I replied, feeling a sense of relief that Nitro was willing to give Gray a chance. "I think Gray would appreciate that."

“Gray and you should come over to Tommy and my place for dinner sometime,” Nitro said.

It was a kind gesture, and I could tell that Nitro was making an effort to mend the rift between us.

"I'll ask Gray," I promised, genuinely touched by Nitro's invitation.

GRAY

I wiped the sweat off my brow, feeling the exhaustion from the morning rush finally catching up with me.

Tossing aside my apron, I informed my co-worker that I was taking my lunch break.

Grabbing the plate containing my burger and fries, I made my way to the back door, which opened into a narrow alleyway.

The alley was quiet, a nice contrast to the hustle and bustle of the diner. I found a secluded spot and settled down, the cool air providing a welcome respite from the heat of the kitchen.

Taking a bite of my burger, I savored the familiar taste, enjoying this brief moment of solitude.

After finishing my meal, I pulled out my phone and couldn't help but smile when I saw a text from Spike, asking how my morning went.

It was a simple gesture, but it meant a lot to me. Just a short while ago, I had been alone, with no one to talk to.

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