𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧

🪷 13

A few days after the difficult conversations, the air between Miller and Anwar was still a bit tense. They hadn't seen each other since the problematic dinner, and Miller decided it was time to clear the air.

Miller invited Anwar to hang out at their favorite bar. The atmosphere was relaxed, with soft music playing in the background and the clinking of glasses filling the space. Miller, trying to act casual, greeted Anwar as he walked in.

"Hey, Anwar," Miller said, clapping him on the back. "Glad you could make it."

Anwar, looking slightly unsure, returned the greeting with a nod. "Hey, Miller. What's up?"

"Not much," Miller said as they grabbed drinks and settled into a booth. "Just thought we could catch up and talk."

Anwar took a sip of his drink, glancing at Miller with curiosity. "Sounds good. What's on your mind?"

Miller leaned in, keeping his tone light but serious. "Look, I want to address something. About the other night—I need you to lay off the flirting with Miyu."

Anwar raised an eyebrow. "Flirting? I didn't think I was doing anything that bad."

"Yeah, well, it was," Miller said. "Miyu was uncomfortable, and I need to make sure that doesn't happen again. I'm asking you to respect that."

Anwar's expression shifted from surprise to understanding. "Got it. I didn't realize it was an issue. I'll back off."

"Thanks," Miller said, his tone relaxing. "I appreciate it."

With that settled, the conversation shifted to lighter topics. They began discussing their latest gaming adventures, debating over which video game was better and sharing anecdotes about their recent experiences.

"So, did you ever finish that game you were working on?" Anwar asked, leaning back in his seat.

"Yeah, finally beat it last weekend," Miller replied with a grin. "Had to grind for hours, but it was worth it."

Anwar chuckled. "Man, I don't have the patience for that. I just get too frustrated."

"I know the feeling," Miller agreed. "Sometimes I think I'm going to throw my controller out the window."

They continued chatting about video games, sports, and the latest tech gadgets, their earlier tension easing as they fell into their familiar rhythm of bro talk. Despite the serious conversation they'd had, the camaraderie between them was still strong.

By the end of the evening, the mood was lighter, and both felt better about their interactions. As they left the bar, Miller felt a sense of relief that he'd addressed the issue and that things were back on track with his friend.

"Catch you later, Anwar," Miller said, clapping him on the back once more.

"Definitely," Anwar replied with a smile. "And don't worry, I'll respect your boundaries."

With that, they parted ways, each feeling a little more at ease about the situation.