Inside the house, Kevin and Kayla drank to her future life with her husband-to-be. It was only sodas, though, since neither of them was particularly fond of alcohol. They talked about a lot of things. Her fiance, Calvin. Their parents, with whom Kevin was not on the best of terms. The possibility of children. The idea of marriage and the way it scared Kayla, a little.

Finally, Kayla left, leaving Kevin free to his own devices. He sat down on the couch, a little thoughtful. Kayla had found love a long time ago and was now willing to start a life with him. Soon, Kevin would be expected to do the same, even though he didn't want to. He didn't have that kind of time yet. Kayla had to understand.

It was true that he felt that it was impossible for him to find love. But even if he was lucky enough, he wanted to make sure his own life was secure before deciding to spend the rest of it with another person. And for that, he needed to concentrate on his studies right now.

He fell asleep on the couch, slowly and without realizing it.