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Roseanne paused for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Of course, I do! I'll give

it to you, and you can hand it over to him, alright?"

"Sure thing!"

Roseanne grabbed a few more cans and placed them in her car.

"You're the best, Roseanne!"

"I think you and Scales make a good team too."

With that, she got out of the car, dragging her suitcase towards the apartment building.

Mamie, blissfully unaware of the teasing in Roseanne's words, excitedly pulled out her phone:

"Hey, Caley! Are you at the apartment? I've got some beef jerky and sauce for you! Yep... from Roseanne."

On the other end, Scales replied, "Yeah, I'm home. Come on over."

"Alright! Be there in twenty minutes."

"Okay."

Scales hung up and dashed downstairs, quickly throwing on a jacket and

changing shoes. "Grandma, I won't be home for lunch, and... I might not be back

for dinner either!"

"Where are you off to?"

"Heading back to the apartment!"

"But didn't you say you'd stay for dinner today?"

Scales was already out the door, shouting back, "I changed my mind!"

"This kid... what's got him in such a rush?"

Roseanne parked at the foot of the apartment building, planning to catch her breath.

She glanced at the suitcase beside her, then up at the seventh floor, debating whether to make two trips. Just then, someone swooped past her, picking up the suitcase and heading upstairs.

"Hey?"

Roseanne blinked in surprise.

Owen Reynolds, seemingly unaware of the lack of footsteps behind him, turned back with a smile, "Aren't you coming?"

Roseanne snapped back to reality, grinning as she caught up. "On my way."

Owen, effortlessly carrying the hefty suitcase, climbed to the seventh floor without breaking a sweat, something Roseanne couldn't help but admire.

"Thanks, Professor."

Owen Reynolds set the suitcase down, nodding towards the door, "Might as well help you bring it inside."

Roseanne quickly grabbed her keys.

Once the door was open, she invited Owen inside.

He swapped his shoes for slippers with ease, carrying the suitcase into the living

room.

"Well... I should get going."

Roseanne stopped him, "Wait a moment."

Owen raised an eyebrow, watching her crouch down to open the suitcase.

Inside, the suitcase was neatly organized into four compartments, with beef jerky and sauce packets securely fastened with clips, making them easy for Roseanne to retrieve.

"You mentioned last time that you enjoyed my dad's beef sauce. I told him, and he was thrilled. He insisted I bring some more back for you, specifically for Mr. Reynolds."

"There's both spicy and extra spicy flavors. They're great with rice or pasta."

Owen accepted them graciously, "Thank your dad for me."

He and Norris had connected over social media. Whenever Norris needed help with a paper, he'd reach out to Owen, and over time, they'd struck up quite the

camaraderie-like old pals.

Roseanne added, "My dad also said he's looking forward to another chess match

with you when he visits Lumina City next time."

Owen chuckled, "He's always welcome."

...

Even though the university was officially on break, for graduate students like Roseanne, there

no such thing as a "winter bro was

Especially not when you had research projects and papers to churn out.

The monthly meeting at the Life Sciences Department was still on the agenda.

After the Boundless Lab was established, Babur White and Edna Moore had embarrassed themselves at the inauguration, and the

action against them. The series of setbacks had, thankfully, quieted Edna down for a while.

department had taken discipline 1. ne