Three Years Later

It’s been three years

since all four of you

were in the same room.

Jamie is already talking too much.

Sam is pretending...

pretending not to notice the tension.

Then

Alex looks at you.

wow. you actually came.

okayyy. moving on before this gets weird.

three years and you two are still doing this.

i thought we agreed not to make it weird.

exactly.

Alex looks at you, half amused, half uncomfortable.

You follow Alex out of earshot.

For a second, neither of you says anything.

There’s another things I should’ve told you three years ago

to be continued...