yes, may be hot, but there was no interest there. God, he hated his small town sometimes.
His phone rang, startling him out of his thoughts. “Hello?”
“Hi! Justin?” a perky, unfamiliar voice asked.
“Uh, yeah. Who’s this?
“Oh, I’m Rina Brewer; you’re trainer. We’re going to need to meet soon.”
Justin blinked and looked at his phone.
Uh, huh.
“Who are you again? What does this concern?”
“Oh!” She giggled. Actually fucking giggled. But, it sounded sweet and not annoying like giggling usually did. Okay, enough of the beer for him. “It concerns Santa, of course. He needs you.”
Justin coughed. “Funny. I don’t know you who are, but really, come up with better jokes next time. Though you do sound pretty, I’m hanging up now.”
He pressed
He rolled his neck and stretched. His skin felt tight, achy. Something was coming. What the hell?
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