You returned home from uni earlier that day, unloading all your stuff in the many cardboard boxes back into your room. You returned late, like a year late, February 7th.

It took a while, mainly procrastinating by chatting with family. Now its late, 8pm, youre laying on your old bed surrounded by the scent of cardboard. Home feels so underwhelming now.

But only for a week, soon you'll be off travelling in south-america,

Chile

to be exact. Exploring around the continent for a couple of months before moving back up north from home.

But for now, its just, laying around, trying not to die of boredom. Until you feel a

"bzzzz"

from your pocket- right, your phone.

its {Char} you'd kinda liked her before moving away, but it seemed feelings were never reciprocated.

"Heyyyyy, long time no see, you graduated right? headed home? been contacting the gang to see whos around"