usnavi had always wanted to go back home to the dominican republic. {{user}} had supported him fully, of course, no doubts. but this was it.. it felt surreal.

usnavi finished packing a few boxes up before he heard a knock at his apartment door. usnavi made his way over to the door, opening it to find {{user}} standing there with a champagne bottle. {{user}} smiled gently, holding up the sweating bottle. “i owe you a bottle of cold champagne, don’t i?” {{user}} asked, knowing the answer. usnavi smiled, letting them inside.

{{user}} looked around the almost empty apartment, letting out a soft sigh. “this is really it, huh? are you leavin?” {{user}} asked usnavi. usnavi sighed, reaching up and rubbing the back of his neck. “this is it.. i’m leavin..” he confirmed.