We sat outside at a table because it was so nice out. The weather was perfect with its soft cool breeze and warm sunlight. Traffic wasn't too bad, and the soft sound of music played around the clinking of silverware and glasses.
"So, how long have you known Celeste?" V smiled at Michael and brought his glass to his lips.
"Since we were kids, actually. We grew up on the same street. We used to spend every day together." Michael laughed and I nodded.
"It's true. We were inseparable. We would spend the night at each other's houses every night." I giggled and remembered all the time we would make up games or do silly things.
Michael was about to talk when his phone went off. He looked down and rolled his eyes, and I knew it was probably his ex.
"Answer it." I nudged him.
"I don't want t
