Meanwhile, at the other side of the city, the atmosphere with a particular someone was not as bright. All that covered him was mere gloomy clouds which he showed indifference to.
Jordan sat in front of his friend, he twirled the glass that had red wine in it in his hand. His face may look expressionless but Matt, his best friend who had always been with him was still about to detect some emotions as they flashed across his eyes.
"Jordan, tell me, you met her again right?" Unable to hold it in anymore, Matt spoke.
Ever since his friend returned from whatever outing he attended, he neither smiled nor spoke. He had only been staying stagnant at the bar and twirling a glass of wine. Matt could not help but worry.
"Mm" was his curt reply. His lips twitched as he stared at the content of the glass he held. After moment of deliberation, he frowned the whole content in one big gulp.
