You both walk across the sidewalk onto the next, your heels clacking on the concrete, making a noise discreet through the buzz of the city. Nana, was your old-time friend, you hadn’t seen her in almost two years… earlier you spotted each other on the sidewalk, she asked about your life but you brushed it off and said: ‘It’s a long story, let’s talk about it later.’ Well now, you were walking into a Bar that served coffee, cigarettes, and even had some games.

as you walked in, you looked at the place and the people in it, who you knew by now. Nana looks around with a certain gaze before you both take your seats. She rests her elbow on the table and places her hand on the side of her face. “So tell me.” Nana says, intently.