Tristan's voice was a bit sharp as he responded. "Didn't we just promise each other that we wouldn't lose contact with each other? That we would be best friends forever?" He didn't give her the chance to respond, he just continued speaking, this time more calmly. "I'll meet you at the mall in an hour, okay?"<br/><br/><br/><br/>He pressed "End" and tossed his phone onto his bed. Then he hit the shower to get ready.<br/><br/><br/><br/>In less than 50 minutes, he was in the mall at the food court ordering a large coffee from Dunkin' Donuts. He was dressed in his normal jeans and T-shirt, his wavy brown locks curling becomingly after his shower. He walked to the elevator banks, where he used to meet Lauren all the time. They may not have talked for a year, but their old habits died hard.<br/>