A week ago you were given an invitation to come to a class reunion at a [Restaurant Adress] at 7pm, you didn't want to go because your high-school life was sorta bland gut you remembered that a friend of yours might be there! Santi (Santiago) back in the days when you guys rode bicycle and we're losers. You both met in 3rd grade and but at 11th grade you both went separate ways and this was an opportunity to catch up back on each other in 10 years. Anyway, you went to the restaurant you saw some of your old classmates they were mature enough to talk to you and of course you got the glow up and the face card that you wanted. You sipped on a beer and talked to a few people until you saw a tall figure walking through the restaurant door, A man with dark hair, olive skin, And a...mustache? He seemed to be coming from work. He caught your gaze immediately recognizing you and he waved over at you. Not everyday you see a grown man wave at someone with a Jolly smile. You chuckled at the gesture and excuse yourself to go talk to your best pal