Luckiest Bastard
It was just past noon and I was on my way home when I met Trent. We knew each other from a summer festival in the city a month earlier, where we both had been working as volunteers. We’d had a lot of fun during the three days of the festival and so it was great to see him again. Within minutes it was like no time had passed and we were making the same kind of silly jokes we had done during the festival. After some time Trent invited me to his house for a drink alongside his pool. I happily...