"Rain’s Treat! Rain’s Treat!" repeatedly chanted by Tyrone as if he was a little kid. He was skipping as he walked to the cars they had parked outside. Colleen laughed heartily with her arm anchored to me. She's skipping like Tyrone too. It’s nice to see them getting along. As always, we rode at Rain’s car. He drove the car towards the restaurant he mentioned. The others followed him because only he knows where it is. I never once looked at his direction in the whole ride. If Colleen wasn’t talking to me, my eyes are probably just focused outside the window opposite to his direction. We have arrived at the restaurant he said. It's really beautiful in here. The interior is nice and the food looks delicious too. The staff lead us to our table. We sat at the far end where there were

