The night was getting darker and the breeze was getting colder. Why didn't I bring a jacket?

I almost have a stiff neck because I only look to the right. Rad's table is on the left.

We drink and talk. But I could still hear the laughter and arguing at their table.

It felt strange to me when Rad’s deep voices were heard.

"Someone's hiding." Said a voice.

"I know .." Rad replied. I knew very well his voice. Why do we need to hear more? "I can get her back .." He added in a deep and fluent English.

The men shouted.

"Make up sex bro .." Another voice...