Samuel quietly sat in his velvet chair, sipping on his strawberry tea and smiling down at the swirls of cream in the tea.
“Who was I five years ago...at thirteen...?”
He thought for a moment.
“Tall, like I am now...well not quite as tall. But I parted my hair in the middle, and always wore a pair of circular glasses that were very aesthetic,” he admitted shyly.
He sighed, remembering old times.
“I loved this one green hoodie...usually dressed as a commoner...”
The light flickered into his eyes and he sighed, sipping his tea swiftly.
“I miss the old me...”