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of queens and dictators → graytona

In this world there were four things Grady O’Callahan could not stand. Ignorance, waiting, carpeted stairs, and math. Ignorance irked him, waiting made him angry, carpeted stairs were just stupid, and math was pointless. When Daytona informed Grady that he was, for the time being, put in charge of the team’s budget he nearly threw a fit. The behind the scenes sort of thing, the money and all else that wasn’t hands on - that was not his job. Who was in charge of what was decided ages ago at the beginning of the semester when the Formula SAE team called a meeting to work out the kinks of their little family. Grady wasn’t used to a world where everything did not go according to his own plans. He was not a boy who welcomed change with open arms, he avoided change at all costs. All aspects of his life were consistent since as far back as he could remember, so why should they change now? 

At least Daytona had agreed to assist him with the budget. The numbers were foreign to him and if he played his cards right - which he fully intended to do - he could get her to do the work for him. That was the move of a weakling, to bestow upon someone else his work, but Grady reasoned that it wasn’t his responsibility in the first place, so it was okay. From his pocket Grady produced his iPhone and typed a quick text to Daytona: [Oh lady friend, your services are needed. Get that cute little ass of yours to my dorm, like now.]