Just as I sat down on the sofa, my phone, which had been placed beside me, suddenly rang.
I picked it up and saw that it was a message from my childhood friend, Luca.
[Adrian, the guys are all back. How about we meet up and catch up?]
I instinctively wanted to refuse, but when I looked up and saw the empty, cold room, I slowly opened my mouth and agreed.
When I arrived at the agreed-upon bar, the guys were already there, having started drinking.
"Long time no see! It's really been hard to get a chance to meet you," Luca said with a smile, handing me a glass of alcohol and teasing me.
I was about to reply when suddenly a strong shove came from behind. Luckily, Luca reacted quickly and reached out to steady me.
"What’s going on? Are you walking..."
"I’m sorry, really sorry."
Before Luca could finish speaking, a familiar voice reached my ears from behind.
I instinctively turned around and my eyes met Camila’s.
In front of me, Camila was supporting a man who appeared to be heavily intoxicated, his body practically draped over hers. Their hands were even tightly intertwined, their fingers locked together.