Drabble: Wishes could come true on shooting stars and they hoped theirs did too.

The clattering of plates and raising toasts in the bar could be heard, as the man walked into the bar again, ordering two glasses of alcohol, one for himself and other for his past friend.

The bar seemed to quiet down a bit, with people who merely were overly drunk and passed out on the bar seats, enjoying their life.

Life

It was something he didn't have a good relationship with. People tend to save their life, but he? He wanted to end his. The probability of his death was low, and he knew it. But the thriller to end it as a painless passway was thought to be exciting.

"You seemed to be spacing out again, I never thought you would come back here" The person in front of him spoke, ordering a glass of wine for themselves.

"And you still seem to have a wine addiction"

"Thanks to Chuuya you could say"

He could only smile at her response. It was nothing to be ashamed of, but in the moment of time, he felt regret, and maybe a type of sadness he never felt.

"Do you still look at the shooting stars?" He stated, as he stared at her movement, the elegant way, she drank her glass and how in the mist under the bar light, her hair shone, almost as if it was reflecting.

"I do"

"And what does a pretty lady like you wish for?" He commented, laughing a little as the bar seemed to lighten up again,

"Wishing for the time we spent in the past again Osamu "

The man could do nothing but smile at her, as the clattering of plates and raising toasts in the bar could be heard, this time he wasn't alone.

Afterall, she was beside him. And as silent could be heard between these two, the couple raised their glasses, a toast to their lives, one who took as other saved,

"To the wishing star I suppose"