Carmine leaned against the building as he took a few deep breaths and stretched out a little from the sprinting he had just done. The drizzling rain felt good, even though he had been out running long enough to become fairly soaked. He had forgotten his watch, so he was not sure how long he had been running. It was some time early morning, and normal people would be getting up in a few hours.
“It’s raining,” a voice cried out as the door was opened. “How did I let you talk me into this?”
“
“I don’t do marathons,”
“I decided to go for a jog,” Carmine said as he stretched. “I happened to wind up in this area and was thinking about asking for a glass of water. I figured you would all still be asleep, though.”
“Normally, yes,”
“It’s really no big deal,” Carmine said.
“We can wait,” Boomer grinned. “Are you planning on entering the marathon? You rarely do and yet you run all the time.”
“I’ll think about it,” Carmine said as he followed the men into the lobby.
Boomer joined Carmine in stretching out a bit as
“Despite all your complaining,” Carmine observed, “you really do want to run the marathon.”
“Vi’s fault,”
“You know, adoption is pretty awesome,” Boomer said. “Tash and I are planning on adopting again, which is why we’ve been talking about moving out. More kids means more space.”
“Well, that explains why Vire’s been talking about remodeling the place again,”
“You’re Tech’s dad now,” Boomer inputted. “You seem to be doing fine with that.”
“Tech and I don’t have a father/son relationship,”
“That’s because it can be just as unpredictable,” Carmine said. “But it’s worth it. Now matter how long or short a time it is.”
“So are you going to start dating, finally?” Boomer asked bluntly.
“Yes,” Carmine said. “You can start hooking me up with blind dates. Same for you Jordan.”
“I don’t know any, but Vi will be glad to here this,”
Carmine looked up and grinned as he saw the prismatic colors reflecting through the street lights and the sky. He always liked rainbows, which is why he never minded the rain. It was why he joked that his favorite color was clear. His parents had been the same way, though his mother probably liked the rain more.
“Hey,” Boomer called out. “Isn’t that the pawn shop you work at?”
“Yes,” Carmine answered, and then he sighed. “And someone either has or is robbing it.”
Yay for Carmine dating!
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