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“Just a chance encounter,” I replied absently.
“A lucky one, I’d say. If he pulls this off, we’ll have the coolest merch next season.”
“He’ll pull it off.”
I took out my phone so I could set up the fundraiser. At this point, I endorsed so many things that people were bound to get tired of philanthropy, but even a little bit of money would help Barbara and Summer. Maybe I could squeeze a donation out of the Braves. Good publicity and all that.
After sending the link to all of the players, I posted it on my socials. I navigated to my messages and wondered if I should check in with Roman. Since he was done at the field, he was probably driving back. He didn’t need me to make sure he got to the house safely.
I locked the screen, then immediately unlocked it.
Trav:Careful out there. Atlanta drivers are balls to the wall at all times. Zero chill
Roman:I know. I’ve ridden with you
I smiled as my fingers flew across the screen.
Trav:Texas, born and raised. Best drivers in the country
When he sent a cowboy emoji, I laughed, drawing a look from one of the guys.
Trav:I left the porch light on so you don’t get scared or stub a toe
When he thumbed up the message, I put the phone away and looked around. Tom had taken my spot, so I decided to converse with the visitors. I might end up finding more causes to join, but at this point, I figured that was inevitable.
Chapter 25
Roman
It was Friday and I assumed that Travis had plans since he’d been out all day. I’d gone to bed before he got back last night, and by the time I woke up, he was gone again. Maybe he hadn’t come back at all.
For a bit last night, I’d wondered what he was doing, then I got my answer from his Instagram. Volunteering wouldn’t have kept him out all night. Unless he did something after. Maybe a date.
That was a ridiculous train of thought, so I decided to derail it and find something to do this weekend. After Googling the best things to do in the state, I figured that some time with nature was in order. I was into camping and it wouldn’t be all that expensive to get some basic supplies. Roughing it was part of the fun, in my opinion.
With my backpack filled with a few changes of clothes and my toiletries, I headed out of my room. When I made it outside, I saw that the Jeep was still gone, so I’d have to send him a text to let him know that I hadn’t run away or something. Not that he’d mind, but still.
While I waited for my car to warm up, I called my mom. I’d been shit at updating her, even though I had plenty of time to do it.
“Roman,” she answered, sounding relieved. “I thought you were dead.”
I laughed as I stared at a text from Travis that he’d sent a few days ago. He’d asked me if I liked kale because he was making smoothies. Nobodylikedkale, but I liked to maintain my physique, so I’d said yes.
“I’m not dead. Just busy and maybe distracted.”
“What’s distracting you?”
I tapped my fingers, trying to think of what to send. All I needed to do was tell him that I’d be gone for the weekend. I was allowed to leave.
Roman:Hey
“I have a lot of stuff to work on,” I replied. “But I’ve also been drawing personal stuff. You know that I never stop.”
“That’s why the fridge was always full of new drawings when you were younger.”
“Want me to get some crayons and do that again?”
“I’d hang them up proudly.”
