The morning sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow upon Fein's face as he awoke from his restful slumber. Stretching his limbs and rubbing the remnants of sleep from his eyes,
Eager to reconnect with his friends, Fein reached for his phone on the nightstand beside his bed. With a few swift taps, he dialed Michael's number and held the device to his ear, anticipation evident in his expression. After a brief moment, the call connected.
"Hey, Michael! It's me, Fein," he greeted, his voice filled with a mix of excitement and warmth.
There was a brief pause on the other end of the line, followed by a surprised gasp. "Fein?! Is that really you?" Michael's voice crackled with disbelief, tinged with a hint of joy.
Fein chuckled, his lips curving into a bright smile. "Yeah, it's me, buddy. I'm back!"
