I’m heading out for a smoke. Just call me when we’re leaving.
I’ll join you.
It’s the first time we’ve managed to be alone all night. I’ve spoiled our coffee thing when I let it slip to our friends. We’re back to last year and the year before - pretending like there’s nothing there.
Over beer, we ignore our friends and just talk about the law. If only it were darker, we could pretend they weren’t really there. But it’s rude. We shift the conversation to less esoteric topics. The act goes on.
We’re heading home, you selflessly volunteer to drop everyone off. You save me for last.
We’re by ourselves. Lights turn red at every intersection, buying us precious extra seconds.
The world is conspiring against me - I almost say let’s try it again.
But I don’t.
Nothing will change. You’ll be you. I’ll be me. Our friends oblivious.