Randal glanced across the table at Julian. Cups of coffee were placed on the table between them. The cafe was buzzing with activities that early morning as people entered and exited in a rush, trying to start the day as quick as possible. Randal spent the past ten minutes trying to decipher if it was his best friend that was sitting right in front of him.

Julian's hair was in a mess. It was scattered in different directions. His normal bright green eyes were dull and there were bags ...