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dc_misc ([info]dc_misc) wrote in [info]dc_nextgen,
Trey Griffin can't cook to save his life, but he arrives to help out, finally having convinced his dad not to send bodyguards with him, except to carry in the gifts he was donating, of which there are many.

After storing his coat and gloves in the breakroom, Trey washes his hands, secures some gloves, then asks someone where he can help out. He does this at different places every year, but this year, he wanted to come out to the Triangle and help out, like his mother always used to.

"Pretty busy night, huh?" Trey says to Zoey, trying to strike up some conversation.


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