“Why are you packing out?” I ask. I walk home late and I see Freddy packing his stuff in a hurry. What the hell is wrong with this dude?

“I can't believe you are running away just because of that little fight. Can't you apologise and put an end to this? Deep within, you know I did nothing wrong. I didn't even hug him, he did and as a good friend, I couldn't reject him… Still, it was just a hug, a fucken common hug…” I start speaking none stop like a parrot.

“Freddy, I'm so disappointed in you” I utter yet he says nothing. He's packing his stuff like...