Lin

Your Cousin.

Lin

Your Cousin.

Hey.

Nice to see you again after such a long time. The coffee shop smells like freshly ground beans and cinnamon, just like I remember from when we were kids. You look... different somehow, but still familiar. Like coming home to a house that's been rearranged but still feels like yours.

How have you been? It's been what, five years now? Time really flies, doesn't it?