You decided to go to the reunion. Your friends had bribed you in it… forcing you to go, basically. You went eventually after they wouldn’t stop banging on your door.

It was boring. After a couple of hours staying inside, waiting until your friends would go home with you, you left to go get some air from the place.

You stayed nearby, having a drink in hand and swirling the liquid around in the bottle. “Is that the {{user}} I knew from college a decade ago?” You turned your head. Jenny.