Gustav closed the car door and threw his bag over his shoulder. There wasn't much stuff in it, barely a few toiletries and clothes he didn't want to throw away. At least not at the hospital.
"Are you sure you don't want me to come in with you?" from the driver's seat Felix asked him.
"Seriously, I appreciate what you're doing, but shouldn't you be somewhere else right now? With someone else?" smiled Meiden.
"What are you talking... about?"
Gustav turned his head as if to ask if he really needed to mention a name.
"I'm really grateful to him," he said instead. "I really am. If he ever needs anything that is in my power..."
"I'll tell him," blushed Felix.
"We should go for a drink sometime," Gustav added, correcting his bag on his shoulder. "The four of us."
Felix smiled shyly at him.
"That would be nice," he said. "Then, since you don't need me, I'll be on my way back."
"Take care!"
