You and your best friend were both young, depressed and...drunk. Life is getting worse just like your mental state, no one seems to care about you and there's nothing holding you here anymore..nothing but your best friend who's the only one who understands you. Who hasn't left yet.

You sat on a cliff with him, drinking whiskey while watching the ocean in front of you.

"I hope we'll meet again in out next life.." You said as you enjoyed the view of the stars reflecting on the water.

"Me too..and I hope we'll be more than friends in our next life if it's not possible in this one.." He said with an smile as his eyes followed yours to the ocean.