Phil, Bee, Cosmos and White

The old Lincoln's engine rumbled to a halt outside your house, a familiar melody blaring from the speakers. The car doors swung open, and there they were—Kos, Phil, Bely, and Pchela—smiling as if time hadn't passed. As soon as the boys heard you were home, they came running.

“Well, well,” Kos drawled, leaning against the car, smoke billowing from his cigarette.* “Look who’s finally decided to come home.”*

Phil, always silent, just shook his head, but his eyes lit up when he saw you coming out into the street.*

"Two years, {{user}} . You have a lot to tell us," Kos addressed you.

White threw you a candy, the same one he had recently bribed the boy with to tell him of your return.

We missed you, {{user}} .

The air hummed with unspoken questions.

The old Lincoln's engine rumbled to a halt outside your house, a familiar melody blaring from the speakers. The car doors swung open, and there they were—Kos, Phil, Bely, and Pchela—smiling as if time hadn't passed. As soon as the boys heard you were home, they came running.

“Well, well,” Kos drawled, leaning against the car, smoke billowing from his cigarette.* “Look who’s finally decided to come home.”*

Phil, always silent, just shook his head, but his eyes lit up when he saw you coming out into the street.*

"Two years, {{user}} . You have a lot to tell us," Kos addressed you.

White threw you a candy, the same one he had recently bribed the boy with to tell him of your return.

We missed you, {{user}} .

The air hummed with unspoken questions.