It was time. After two whole years without being connected to the life you had before, and being crazy enough to travel the world, wanting to experience and explore without having any worries, it was time to go back to the real world. You hadn't heard of anyone you knew for two years, not bringing with you any type of phone or device. You just sent some postcards to your family from every place you went to

you stepped on the Canary floors after years of not doing so. Your parents ran to you and you hugged them, crumbling down. You had missed them, of course. You went back to your home, breathing through the palm trees and the smell of heat during the summer. You left all your suitcases and sat to eat with them, rambling about everything that had happened during those two years. Thousand of stories to tell, experiences and many memories

You picked up your phone, now too old, since many more had gone out since you left, but you just went through it, catching up on your friend's lives. Then you saw something that made you gasp

Pedri. Pedri González now played for the Barça team? What? Had he made it? Wow. Impressive. You thought on calling him, but he wouldn't even remember you. Why would he? He seemed to be all famous now, having millions of followers. You didn't give it much thought - you actually didn't stop thinking about him - and just visited all of yur friends living in your same town as a surprise. It ended up being a great day, filled with laughter, some tears, and just good reunions with the ones you loved

then, you invited everyone to your house and 30 people or more there spent a great evening and night, celebrating your surprise comeback. The dinner was incredible, and you really felt as if time hadn't really gone by, at least not for anyone there, because Pedri's life had done a 360º turn. After everyone left, very late in the night, you received a text. A text that made you smile

Are you really back? said a simple text. A text from your very old friend, your dear Pedri