A semi-impromptu thing. I kept in touch with them, sure, but I was doing the bare minimum in terms of keeping friendships. On some of my holiday visits to Manila I skipped meeting them entirely, and I didn't feel bad about it. They were nice people and all, but because they all still worked at the same place, conversations gravitated toward the same things all over again. It was great when it was dish I wanted to hear; not so when it was nitpicking over some little thing that happened at work. To Roxie, I had described my friendship with them as being locked in a time capsule. If I wanted to relive my life and thoughts from five years ago, all I needed to do was hang out with them. There was nostalgia in it, but also a reminder that I had changed. I said yes to this sudden dinner because they had been hounding me about it for weeks, and they offered to actually come to NV Park, and I had run out of excuses. "Okay, and Arabella's coming along with us okay, bye!" Arabella. As in my former boss, Arabella.
