ALEX!?

Patrick sat alone at a table in the restaurant, his brow furrowed in worry.

He was waiting for his friend, Carlos, and was starting to get anxious.

He checked his watch for what felt like the hundredth time, wondering where Caesar could be.

As he sat there, a waitress approached him, breaking the silence.

"What can I get for you?" she asked, her friendly smile a stark contrast to Patrick's worried expression.

Patrick hesitated, unsure of how to respond.

He hadn't ordered yet because he was waiting for Carlos to arrive.

"Uh, I'm waiting for someone," he said finally. "Can I just have a glass of water for now,...