It had been a while since they'd last laid eyes upon one another, but the passion was still there. They stood there for a while staring at one another, unsure of who should make the first move.
"So..." Owsey started. "How have you been?" He looked up but couldn't bare to make eye contact.
"Fine." Stumbleine responded, kicking the ground. "Yourself?" It'd been months since the two had seen eachother. Stumbleine was dissapoint from the small chatter. Both men remembered their past, both sensed the tension in the room. They stood silent for nowhere near a minute, but it felt like an eternity. When their eyes met they both knew what had to happen, in a matter of seconds the two embraced. Stumbleine and Owsey kissed.