Chapter 110

Saturday afternoon buzzed with a frenetic energy. The air thrummed with car horns and the chatter of bustling crowds.

Vincent, a man built like a linebacker with a surprisingly gentle touch, wrestled with a tangled mess of shopping bags.

Ramsey, ever the joyful friend since childhood, sported a wide grin and a mischievous glint in his eyes as he nudged a particularly stubborn bag Vincent's way.

And Austin… they all piled up in Vincent's sleek black SUV.

"Man, slow down there, Santa Claus," Ramsey chuckled, dodging a rogue shopping bag with a practiced swoop. "We just need a few suits, not enough to redecorate Austin's entire apartment."

Austin, the object of their playful jabs, followed behind, a sheepish smile tugging at his lips. "Hey, I gotta step up my game, right? Can't walk into my first official day as a manager looking like a college freshman anymore. Not in a hoodie and jeans, please."

Vincent snorted. "Don't worry, Aust. By the end of this shopping spree, you'll look sharper