Adam and Sasha returned home after a long day, the exhaustion evident on their faces. They kicked off their shoes by the entrance and made their way towards the dining table. The aroma of a home-cooked meal filled the air, instantly arousing their appetites. As they approached the table, Adam noticed a familiar face peering at him from the living room.
"Hey, bro!" a voice called out, drawing Adam's attention. It was one of his boys, Michael, who had dropped by unexpectedly. He had always been the more mischievous one among his friends, with a perpetual smirk on his face.
"Michael!" Adam exclaimed, a mixture of surprise and joy lighting up his tired eyes. He embraced his friend warmly, patting him on the back. "What brings you here, buddy? I thought you were out with your friends." He wasn't expecting to see him at that point.
