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WHO: csi_nick_stokes
WHEN: Post Groceries!
WHERE: Back at Greggo's place.
Greg stomped down the hall to his apartment, carrying as many grocery bags as he could manage, which was less than he would have liked. Despite his sunny disposition, his body would still shoot out random bursts of pain that the medication couldn't fully cover up. And the fact that his right hand was in a cast didn't help to much either.
Yet Nick was in tow, carrying the rest of the load. Greg felt extremely grateful, and often sometimes unworthy, when he thought of how much Nick had stuck through for him.
Fumbling a bit, Greg managed to get his door opened and he marched inside, dumping the groceries unceremoniously on the kitchen counter. He grabbed the newly purchased tub of ice cream, slightly softer now because of the heat, two spoons, and he travelled the short distance over to his couch. He flopped down onto it and waited for Nick to join him.