Ethan sat quietly at the bar, nursing his drink when Marcel finally walked in.
"Hey, man.'' Marcel said, tapping Ethan's shoulder before sliding onto the stool beside him. "You invited me out, which usually means something's up."
The bartender approached to take Marcel's order.
"I'll have whatever he's having." Marcel nodded toward Ethan's glass. The bartender gave a quick nod and turned away.
Ethan scoffed, taking a sip. "So now I can't invite you out without it being a crisis?"
Marcel chuckled. "Come on, you know the drill. I'm usually the one dragging you out. If you're the one calling the shots, something's definitely eating at you."
Ethan glanced sideways but didn't reply. Instead, he sighed and looked away.
"Fine." Marcel said, settling in. "Let's just enjoy the drinks. You'll
