Hush (Part Five)
The few minutes of evening rain had left a crisp air in the city. You pulled your blazer closer to your body, thankful that the destination was near. You make a turn at the next block and wave at a familiar face.
He stretches his arm forward to hug you briefly. The gesture surprises you, but you patted his back in return to avoid any awkwardness.
“Are the others here yet?”
“No, Karen and Lee are running late. Traffic.”
You nodded and just then a gush of wind blew over. Shivering even through your layers, you look up to him.
“It’s getting pretty cold out here. Do you wanna’ head on inside?”
The pub was relatively crowded for a weeknight. You scanned the room in search for a vacant table. When a quick glance through provided no luck, you opted for the bar. There were a handful of empty stools.
As you walk towards it, your eyes land on one end of the bar and you recognize the back of the person sitting on the last stool. When he throws his head back downing his beverage, you manage to see the side of his face.