Gray taped the last box shut and placed it on one of the many piles that cluttered his apartment. He wiped his brow and let out a heavy sigh. He was finally done with all the packing; it had taken him ages to complete. He'd never known he owned so many items.
A high-pitched ring snapped him from his thoughts and he turned around to hear his phone going off. Gray walked over and picked it up off the floor. But he didn't answer it after reading who was calling.
The call went to voicemail, and he heard the voice he longed and at the same time dreaded to hear the most.
"Gray? Lucy told me you're leaving today
I wanted to say I'm sorry. I really am. But I don't think there's anything I can do to stop you now. You seem pretty adamant about this.
"I know you're probably too busy packing to pick this up. I would have come over to see you, but I couldn't get off work
"I know I might never see you again. That's why I called. Maybe I could come see you on my lunch brea