Jan 11
The best friendships mellow with age to soothe with just the right amount of sweetness.
The two men sat in their comfortable chairs, sipping their tea in companionable silence. The corgis lay on the floor, half asleep. The snores of an elderly woman were constant and rhythmic. An old grandfather clock ticked loudly on the mantelpiece.
Outside, the wind howled around the house. Darkness had long since fallen and the night was cold. The stars sparkled in the sky, while the full moon lit up the driveway and the house. An owl shrieked as it caught its prey.
Inside the cozy house, the comfortable silence continued. One man absentmindedly tapped on the side of his mug. The other man ran his hand across the head of a corgi, who sighed contentedly. A fire crackled in the fireplace, warming the room through. A few lights lit up the room, leaving the rest of the house in darkness.
One of the men rose to leave. "Same time next week, Duck?" he checked.