I wouldn't do it tomorrow. I completely forgot, and instead ended up out on the pier again.
And in the end, I'm happy it ended up that way, even if Sam didn't come say hi. Basically, someone else did.
It was a rainy fall day, and I was fishing as per usual. I heard footsteps coming around the corner and felt my heart race.
I looked up with an excited smile, expecting to see Sam, of course. I'm hoping my face didn't fall too obviously when it ended up being Sebastian instead. I wasn't disappointed; my face dropped from excitement to pure surprise.
He simply stood there, holding his umbrella, looking out at the ocean. In fact, it almost seemed as if the only unusual thing was his location.
I tried to read his face. And I couldn't, really; I couldn't tell whether it was contemplative, melancholy… or whatever else.
It was right when I decided to simply enjoy the company and fish as usual… when he spoke.
"You just moved in, right?" he asked.
"Yeah, this is my first year here," I replied.
"Out of all the places you could have moved into, you chose Pelican Town?" he then asked.
I didn't like the tone of his voice. It reeked "downer."
"Y-Yeah," I replied. "My grandfather owned the farmhouse and passed it on to me. I was in a poor spot in my life, one I needed to escape. And I like it here. This is perhaps one of the best decisions I've ever made."
Yeah, so in your face, a little part of me wanted to add on.
"Alright," Sebastian shrugged.
He took out a cigarette. My stomach lurched just a bit; I thought I was done with secondhand smoke for good.
Soon enough, I caught a whiff of it. His cigarette somehow smelled more violent than my mother's.
So that's how that introduction went. I was at least happy to be on speaking terms with Sebastian… even if it was just because he seemed to be Sam's best friend.