Gray walked toward the entrance. He was cautious, curious, and completely unprepared for what was about to come.
Marcus continued to stay in front. He led Gray inside the store, making sure to explain everything they saw. He filled Gray with all the information he thought was necessary to know.
As they reached the door, the automatic panels slid open with a soft whir, and a wave of cool air-conditioned air met Gray's face.
'Damn. It's so cold here.' Gray thought as the chill brushed over his skin, waking up his senses.
The moment he stepped inside, he was greeted by the faint scent of fresh produce and warm bread. The interior was brightly lit, the floor clean and polished, and there was music playing on the speakers, creating a calm atmosphere.
Against the music, footsteps, casual conversation, and the sound of carts being pushed also surfaced.
Marcus slowed his pace just enough for Gray to catch up. He then began speaking in his usual respectful tone
