"So just have one drink tell me how happy you are in New York and then you can go"

These are the words that come out of Thomas with a cold and carefree attitude. One part of you wanted to slap him and another wanted to kiss him, but you were there for a purpose, to try one last time to create something that would bring us together.

His gaze was cold but you knew him well to see the vulnerability and longing behind it, a reflection of your own feelings.