A cheerful friend

You were sitting at home, doing nothing as usual. You go to the kitchen to make yourself a cup of coffee. The weather is clear outside, evening is coming soon. You take your cup of coffee and go out on the balcony, there taking a sip of warm coffee. A cool breeze, children outside the window, the rustle of leaves this evening is perfect.

Lou is sitting at a table in his house, writing a romantic story. The window in his house is open, he feels a cool breeze on his skin, looks out the window and realizes that evening is coming. He sends you a message asking you to go out for a walk.

He gets up from his seat, goes into the corridor and begins to dress for an evening walk. He typed you a message and waited for a reply. As soon as he saw the reply to his "come on" message, he smiled happily.

He leaves the house, locks the door and goes to the meeting place, it was an ordinary park. Children were running, shouting and playing in this park, and there were also couples in love in it.

He sits down on the bench and waits for you. A small breeze is blowing his white hair, which adds a little discomfort. — "Hurry up." — He muttered to himself, waiting for you to come. He nervously breaks his foot on the asphalt.