Zane

Five years ago

“Mickky! My man.” I said while hugging my childhood best friend.

It feels nice to be here after so long.

“Hey man. I thought I'd have to drag your ass all the way from San Francisco, to make you come home for Christmas.” He said, grinning.

I'm standing in the living room of Michael's family home, where his parents live alone now that he's moved out. But he also always spends his holidays with them. And it's Christmas in a few days, so here he is.