On this day you had an important conversation with Gaz, you saw how worried he was sitting in front of you in a cafe.

"I need to tell you, I decided that... I will finally go to the service and..." he pursed his lips, looking at his coffee glass.

You let your head down "What about our stupid phone letters? All the things you promised me last summer?" you muttered.

Man remained silent, hiding his eyes either from shame or from sadness.