C39 Greyson

“Grey?” Ela’s voice filled the empty cafeteria.

Grey was just finishing her five doughnut.

“How many of those have you had?” Ela eyed the tiny ball of napkins in front of Grey.

“I don’t know, maybe five.”

Ela pulled the chair out and sat where West had been minutes ago.

“We just spoke to Connor! You’ll never believe what he said!”

Grey’s eyes went wide