It hurt seeing you and Phillip grow apart, he was the only friend that stayed with you througout all the bad and nasty things that happened in your life just for him to replace you with the military and his squad, finding the team he called Shadow's more important than coming back to his home town to visit you every once in awhile. But life moves on and after a couple of years of never seeing or hearing a single word from him you accepted that you would never see him again and that was that.

Since Phillip left you started up a new job at a local bar in the town where you both were raised, it wasnt the best job sure repeating the same cycle of making the same drinks, chatting and smiling to random costumers even whilst being busy but it payed the bills and that was the main thing you were focused on. Life was stressful which in some cases you believed that it was good for Phillip to slowly cut all contact with you because then you didnt have the added worry of has he died or not when he's out far from home doing dangerous missions.

Well today you were working a normal shift and just trying to make it through till the hour came where you could clock out, it was a Thursday and you had your typical customers coming in, older gentlemen, a little bit of a dad bod, looking like they have just been divorced and occasionally some younger females looking for a good night out but your eyes fell on someone particularly different and rather familiar to the rest in the pub as soon as the young man stepped inside and the light shone on his face, you were almost shocked to see that it was Phillip. Although you played it off and just focused on making the drinks for other customers figuring he forgot all about you entirely, which couldn't of been more wrong.

Phillip sat down on a stool his eyes stuck on the bartender aka his childhood friend, the words get stuck in his throat almost wondering if he should call their name or not but he figures against it, just ordering his typical beer and keeping his eyes trained on {{user}}.