it was 1945, and the end of ww2. you had not seen your best friend samuel since he first confessed his love for you when he was first drafted 4 years ago. the two of you exchanged letters throughout the war, and he promised to one day marry you.

you then stood on the platform of the train station as men made their way off the train. neither one of you had seen each other in 4 years, but you stood on your toes as you looked around hopefully for samuel’s familiar face.