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Julian's POV

Walking down the busy main street, my Dr. Martens brogues trudged and crunched as I went along briskly through the blanket of snow and passing crowd of shoppers. It had been a while since my last visit to London and I was happy to experience this with Ravi. Since it was near the end of December, it was one of the busiest times of the year as people rushed to finish their shopping just in time for Christmas. I was meeting up with my old friend Andrea, a tall brown haired girl with sparkling eyes who could be stubborn as a mule. I was so happy when I heard her business in New York was going well that it even spread to the UK.

Reaching the Bankside at the Tate Modern, I spotted Andrea wearing a small black handbag over her tan trench coat. Waving out to her, she looked over in our direction with a smile spreading on her face. Her long legs covered in black tights, she ran over and tackled both Ravi and me with a hug. "Julian! Ravi!" she said out of breath. "I haven't seen you guys in a while. How are you by the way?"

"Oh, it's going well. Our one-year anniversary is tomorrow so we're going out for dinner," I replied looking at Ravi in adoration.

"Well, that's great! Let's make some memories today! Like just look at all these beautiful decorations!" Andrea said with enthusiasm.  "Also, can you guys help me pick out a present for Lizzie?" She asked blushing.

"Of course Andrea! We'd be happy to help," Ravi said with excitement.

After about 4 hours, we explored every inch of the area. Andrea being Andrea, decided to drink some warm wine even though she can't hold her liquor. After helping her home, I arrived at my old flat that I shared with Ravi. Reminiscent of the past, I laid on my bed and thought about all the things that happened in the past year.

Today had indeed been a day I would forever remember and I couldn't be happier sharing it with two of my favorite people.

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