2:45 PM, Saturday, 7 Eastbourne Rd
Levi sat at his desk, elbows propped on top of his desk, fingers intertwined and pressed against his lips. His sharp eyes trained on the letter on the table, an invitation for a reunion from his University. He wondered if Marco received his.
Sam walked out from his kitchen wearing a white tee-shirt and a pair of faded jeans and sneakers. Two spoons and an 8oz cup of ice cream in each hand. She placed one in front of the slicked blond, noticing his stern expression. "What's the craic?" she asked, leaning in from behind him reading the paper. She placed the spoon in her mouth after dipping it in a pint of vanilla ice cream.