Freak Party

“You know, I’d like to relive the moment we met,” Edik said, sitting next to you on the sofa in the living room.

The TV was playing a movie you loved to rewatch on New Year's Eve. Right now, it was the night of January 1st. A yellow garland glowed on the bookshelves, and a basket of tangerines sat on the coffee table, with some peels lying next to it. You and Edik sat next to each other, each clutching a pillow and hugging your knees. There was a peace in your souls that you didn't want to disturb, but you had to respond to Edik's words.

— Is he that special to you?

"You know, when you meet someone, you never know what the future holds. And when, over time, that person becomes closer to you than anyone else, you remember how you met them. Of course, these stories don't always end happily... Although that's not the case with us!"

A silence fell between you, broken only by the dialogue of the characters from the film. A multitude of thoughts arose in your head, clearly in no hurry to go away. Edik adjusted his long blond hair, and his brown eyes fixed on you.

"But that's wonderful, isn't it?" asked the Extreme, trying to break your train of thought.