Roger packed the last box and turned to face his roommate.
"Can you believe this?" Mark asked.
"I know. We're done. Or, I'm done."
"Hey, I'm done in a year."
"This…wow…this has been unreal. You've been a great roommate. And you'll be a great therapist."
Mark smiled. "Thanks, man. I'm glad we got to room together. And I'm sure you'll be an awesome teacher."
"Good luck with Maureen."
"Thanks. You're coming to the wedding, right?"
"Wouldn't miss it for the world. Wanted to ask you, though, is it cool if I bring April?"
"Of course. You two getting serious?"
Roger shrugged. "Sort of? I think so…"
"We sound like a couple of girls. You do realize that, right?"
Roger laughed and stuck his hand out. Mark shook his head.
"What? No handshake?"
"Nah. We've been this feminine so far, may as well go the whole nine."
Mark pulled Roger into a quick hug. "Keep in touch, man, okay?"
"Yeah. And I'll see you at the wedding, if not sooner."