Sunday's Story

I was wearing an ugly T-shirt and jeans, messy hair, totally unprepared for the scene that was about to happen. I was walking towards this mansion. Inside the mansion, there were my friends sitting at a big rectangular table. I can't quite recall who was there but I remember seeing some secondary school friends there. Apparently, there was a reunion going on and I forgot about it but happened to bump into these friends of mine. They invited me to the table and we did some usual small talk. It was then I realised he was also sitting at the same table. Someone, I had not seen in very long time. I could see it in his eyes that there was something going on, something he needed to get out. I always knew when he has something on his mind. Perhaps I am a good judge of facial expression. We said "hi" and started small talk. For some reason, the topic of relationships popped up.