In a blend of excitement and lingering drowsiness, I couldn't help but mumble, "Can't fucking wait!" With a smile that betrayed my fatigue, I walked away.
Making my way to the nearest bus station, I awaited the transport back to Trbovlje. As I lingered in the meantime, I decided to contact Eman.
"Yo Dionis what's up." Eman answered.
"Eman, where are you? Have you made it to Slovenia?" I inquired, comfortably settled on the bench, the warm glow of a lit cigarette in my hand.
"Slovenia? Hahahaha, I'm already chilling in my couch, bro," Eman replied with a hearty laugh.
Surprised, I questioned, "How the fuck?"
"Bro, shit was crazy, Darjan and I raced our ass off through the entire autobahn, weaving past cars like chads. Eva was getting on my nerves though, screaming for us to stop in fear."
