*so I am writing Hunter's point of view for the very first time. Hope you enjoy it.*
HUNTER
I have finally booked a table for me and Ivy. I don't know if it is just my intuition or is it seriously there. I know it has been nearly 10 years when she left me but still I can remember her those beautiful blue eyes and her advice. I still have a photo of her and mine. I still can hear her sweet voice calling me out to play.
Flashback
Hunter and his friend nearly four years old playing in a yard. They are running after each other.
"Hunter you are such a loser. You can't even manage to catch a girl."
Suddenly everything is turned misty and he is standing alone in the yard calling out her name " Ivy stop it where are you? Ivy.....
*flashback ends*
On my dressing table lies a picture frame with a photo of me and Ivy, my best friend. I know this Ivy and the Ivy Martinez are two different people but sometimes when I and Ivy are talking I find my self lost into her blue eyes reviving all those good memories spent with my BFF Ivy. O lord! where the heck are you Ivy. You promised to never leave me alone but you broke your promise. Coming back to the present I am wearing a black shirt toppedd with black coat and black ripped jeans and black shitkickers. I know it ..... black is my favorite color and so was hers. Man!!! Ivy is still under my skin, a truth that I can never say no to that I was in love with her since childhood but was only to realize after she was gone. FOCUS!!! Hunter today you are having a dinner with Ivy Martinez and behave well. It's time to pick up my lady from her home.