His Dream

[Adrian's POV]

Perched on his motorbike's cushioned seat, Adrian flicked the cigarette's fag on the sand and lighted another stick. He took a long drag and held the smoke in his lungs as possible as he could before releasing it into the early morning breeze coming from the bay of Subic.

Despite the constant vibration in his pocket, Adrian didn't go straight to their house. He stopped by the Gordon Park for a quick smoke. He needed some time to think.

Pushing himself to stand, Adrian walked the narrow trail leading to a white watchtower built at the end of the cliff. It gave a perfect view of Subic Bay and the mountain range across from him. To the far left was the Snake Island, which could be seen the closest at Johan's apartment.

"Han," Adrian sighed, leaning his elbows against the concrete rails that were designed to look like woods. The smoke he breathed out carried the heavy feeling of longing. "How is it that I miss you already?"