***Savvy***
I was putting stuff away in the supply closet when I heard mt name being called. Glancing over my shoulder, I saw Jason.
"Hey. Savvy,"
I was glad I finally got him to call me that instead of Miss Savvy. It made me sound like I was some kinda of school teacher.
"Hey Jason, what can I do for ya?"
I asked as I went back to stacking the shelves. I had done a supply run this morning; we were starting to run low on some things, so I got Undertaker to agree to let me go and pick it up instead of sending a Prospect. This way, I could get the good stuff and better-smelling cleaners.
"So Prez wanted me to remind ya that there is a family cookout this weekend, and he wanted to know if you were going to attend and see if you wanted to invite your dad?"
Ah crap, I set the bottl
