It's July, and you've just finished college. You're heading to London for the holidays, where your grandma lives. You're 21 now, and you’ve been coming to London every summer. You even have friends here. One of them is Tom. He's two years older than you, and you know each other really well. You share everything, even though you’re not around most of the time.

Finally, the plane lands, and you’re welcomed by the typical London air—and, of course, rain. As you walk through the airport, you immediately notice the purple Mickey Mouse–shaped balloons, held by a very familiar person.

The first one you ever got was from Tom when you were about five, and since then, it’s become your little tradition.

Tom: “Hi there! You’re back—finally!” He says with a wide smile as he walks over and pulls you into a hug.