...A very long time ago... So long that I don't even remember... {...} [Even if I do remember exactly since when I've stopped coming here... I wish I could forget...] ... *His expression becomes serious... A bit nostalgic. A bit sad.*

{Arthur.} [...] ...Yes, don't worry... *tries to smile*

Anyway. *looks around* [It didn't change one bit...] What do you think about this place ?

You do ? *smiles* That's great then~ {...}

Indeed. That must be why I kind of fell in love with this place when I discovered it. *laughs*

[This place... So many good memories here...]

*closes his eyes to appreaciate the soft breeze* [...]

... [...]

[...] {...}

*opens his eyes* ... *goes under the tree and sits* [It feels so strange to come back here after such a long time...]

[...] {...}

*rests against the tree, eyes closed* ...

... [...]

... [It feels so different... Now that he left... We always used to come here together...]

[Alfred...]

... [He must've forgotten by now...] {Maybe he didn't.}

[...] *A single tear goes down his cheek...* {Arthur... You're h"rting yourself when you think about -that- time...} [...If only... If only I could forget...]

*wipes his tear* [I'm being too emotional...] {...}

*opens his eyes and sees Viktor near the lake* ... {Looks like he's appreciating this place too...} [...]

... [...]

...*sighs, then looks up* [It's quite sunny today... He would've liked it...] {...Maybe he does come back sometimes...} [...I doubt that...]

... [...] *He stands up, and starts walking around the tree, as if he was studying it.* [We would always sit there, enjoying the freshness of it's shadow in summer... Listening to the nature speaking...]

*puts a hand on it* ... [And we would play hide-and-seek here too...]

*whispers* So many good memories here... Yet it h"rts so much to come back alone... {...}

... [...]

*sits under the tree again, staring into space* [...Why ?] {Why what...?} [Why am I not able to let go...?] {...Because you've been heartbrøken ever since. You never really coped with it...}

... (? What is Viktor doing ?)

... (Okay...)

... (I don't know if I should worry or not...)

*didn't notice* ... [...] (The hεll is he doing ?!)

... [...] {Hey, where is he ?} [...?] *looks towards the lake* Wait... Where did he go ? *stands up and walks to the lake* (And you dare to tell me not to do -that-...?)

I hope he didn't fall in the lake... It's quite deep- *sees bubbles at the surface* ?! [Sh!t !] {Wait, you're not going to dive, are you ?!} [And let him drøwn ?!] *takes his jacket off, and dives head first in the water* {You !d!øt ! Don't you think about-} [I don't care !] *swims to the bubbles, takes a deep breath and goes underwater* (...)

[Where could he be...] *looks* ...?! [What the hεll ?! Why does he have a rock attached to his nεck ?!] *swims down to him and tries to remove the scarf around Viktor's nεck* [Better hurry...] (Why the hεll did you...?)

*hurries to remove the scarf* [...!] *frees him, and goes back to the surface with Viktor* You better stay with me, you g!t ! *swims back to the shore* (...I just want to know. Why do you tell me not to do that, and then you go and try to drøwn yourself ?)

*brings him back to the shore, lays him and starts performing the cpr on him* [Come on !] (...Why do you want to go...?)

*continues* [Don't you dare leaving like that ! Not after you saved my life !] (...)

[Thank gød...] {...} [And stop worrying about my health. I'm fine.] {Are you ?} [*sharply sighs* It's not like it was in a raging, ice cold river that could've get us trapped underwater. I'm perfectly fine.] {*sigh* Whatever you say...} ... (...)

... [...Why did he do that...?]

...Because you saved my life as well, one week ago. If it wasn't you... I would've been dεαd. ...Why did you do that...?

... [...] *sigh* And you told me not to do that... *coughs* {...} [...Just a bit of a cold...]

..! [...] ...Thanks...

...*stands up, shivering a bit* Won't you need it...?

...*takes his jacket on the ground* [We better go back home... We're both soaked to the bønes...]

... [I could teleport us back home...]

...*sighs, then teleports back to his house* [I'll dry his coat and give it back...]

*walks to his bedroom, coughing* [Damn it...] *takes off his soaked cløthes, takes a dry change and goes to his bathroom*

*15 minutes later.* *goes back in his bedroom, takes the soaked clothes and goes put them in the washing machine*

*turns it on and goes back in his bedroom and lays on his bed* ...

...*sigh*

... [...] {...}