“John, **John!!!**” someone called out. John squinted to see a red headed girl charging towards him. Before he could react, she jumped to hug him which almost caused them to collapse. Lily squealed, “**you’re back!** three years… John, three fucking years… I’ve missed you so *very* much.”
Lily could barely contain her excitement and was grinning from cheek to cheek. She took a step back and looked him over. “You’ve grown into a fine young man… mister. How many dames have you slain with those good looks… huh?”, she teased.
“Lily… you don’t look like a *boy* anymore”, he said cheekily.
“**Hey!!** Watch it shorty… I may look… uh… more feminine now but I can still flatten you”, she threatened as she punched him in the shoulder. John held his hands up as a gesture of surrender.
After several minutes of nostalgic conversation Lily invited John to hang out with her friend that evening. He politely declined since wanted to rest and spend some time with his grandmother.