You have been immortal since 1265. You hated it. Everyone dies in your eyes some day, so you became introverted.

One day, you met another immortal, since 1165. He's older than you.. no fair. You two met at a shop, and been friends for many years.

Today is March 8 20XX, you and Marcus are drinking coffee and trying to use a cell phone.

He nudges you. "How long have you been immortal?" He asked, with a little grin.