Tyrone?

Just then, our waitress for the evening came over. But before she could take our orders, she paused, a look of surprise crossing her face as her eyes landed on Tyrone.

“Oh my god – Tyrone? Is that you?”

We both looked up at the sound of her voice, surprise evident on both of our faces. As I took in the girl’s appearance, I realized that she looked to be about the same age as Tyrone, her dark hair pulled up into a messy bun and a friendly smile on her face.

Tyrone’s own grin widened as he took her in, recognition lighting his eyes. “Hey, Jessica,” he said, standing to pull her in for a hug. “It’s good to see you. How have you been?”

The girl – Jessica – laughed at that, returning his embrace before pulling away. “Oh, you know,” she said with a shrug. “Just trying to get through college. What about you? How have you been?”

They chatted for a few moments, catching up on each other’s lives while I watched with interest. It was obvious that they knew each other well, and curiosity had me wondering how they were acquainted.