The Hospital
Richard watched as the city lights blurred outside the car window as his vehicle moved through the lethargic night streets.
Friday nights seemed to be the busiest; the nightlife in the city was bustling with young party people and aged socialites seeking to unwind after a long, stressful week.
Mr. Clark rubbed his red stinging eyes and leaned back in the car seat, eager to finally get back home and get some sleep. Samantha was supposed to attend some kind of a party so he didn't expect her to greet him tonight, which he actually found relieving.
He liked her; compared to Amelie's reserved and somewhat cold persona, Samantha was bright, lively, cheerful, and warm. When he was with her, he felt at ease; there was something carefree about her which always made him feel relaxed; as if he was back in his early twenties again; unburdened by responsibilities.