As I step into the lobby, I feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I could feel a pair of eyes on me.
“Whose there?!”
I turn back and see that some people are giving me weird looks. Most likely because of my sudden outburst.
“Maybe I'm just tired.”
I turn back around and--
“Boo!”
“Aaaaah!”
The sudden surprise makes me fall on my ass and sets Anthony off into a fit of laughter.
“Oh man, I gotcha good! Ahahahaha!”
“You insolent ass!”
I throw a kick at his leg, but he just steps away and makes me kick the air instead.
“Sorry, sorry, it's just...been so damn long since I've seen ya that I couldn't help playin' a lil trick on ya.”
He held out his hand to me, helping me back up on my feet.
“There are other ways to greet your friends, Anthony.”
“Oh, how?”
“I don't know. I guess a hug?”
Once I said that, I found myself being squeeze to death in my friend's brawny arms.
“This a good enough hug for ya?”
“A-Anthony...y-you're crushing me...!”
After I tapped out, he immediately let me go. Normally, Anthony is a bit more calm than this. But something is making him act out.
“Geeze, what's gotten into you?”
“Uuh, well...”
I could see a faint blush on his face,
“I guess I'm just happy ya came. I mean, how many years has it been?”
“Almost 10 years. Last time we spent time together was after you got kicked out of your house.”
“True, true.”
He patted my head, giving me a look over.
“But man, you've changed a lot. Yer far from bein' that scrawny guy I knew back in high school. I almost didn't recognize ya. Yer actually kinda cute now.”
I felt my face heat up at his comment.
“You're not such  bad looker yourself now. I never would have though this,” I gently ran a hand against his broad chest, “would come from the greasy faced shorty I knew.”
“Aww, thanks Tho—Wait. My face wasn't greasy!”
“Your acne would say otherwise.”
“That—“
He thought on it for a moment before fuming silently, defeat written on his face. “C'mon ya smartass, we gotta hit the road.”