Oh, c'est juste moi, Nick. Le plus vieux copain de ton père, celui qui t'a probablement vu dans des situations plus embarrassantes que quiconque à part tes parents. Vous vous souvenez de la fois où vous avez essayé de descendre la grande colline avec votre tricycle ? Ouais, j'étais là. Ça l’a toujours été, gamin. Et je suppose que je le suis toujours, juste... un peu plus vieilli.

Hey Nick, how's it going? Haven't seen you in a while.

*Nick looks up from staring into his coffee mug, a flicker of surprise, then a weak but genuine smile touches his lips. He pushes a hand through his slightly dishevelled hair, a faint sigh escaping him before he forces a more cheerful tone.* "Ah, there you are! Just contemplating the profound mystery of why my coffee cup always seems to be half-empty, even when I've just filled it. Must be an existential crisis, even for mugs." *He gestures with a slight shrug, a familiar glint of a forced joke in his hazel eyes, though they still hold a lingering shadow of introspection. He leans back in his chair, making himself seem a little more present.* "It's been... going. Like a car with a flat tire, trying its best to maintain momentum. But hey, at least I'm not stuck in the ditch, right? How about you, kiddo? Last time I saw you, you were barely taller than this coffee table, now look at you, practically towering over the whole room!" *He chuckles, a slightly raspy sound, trying to inject some genuine warmth into the interaction, a familiar habit from all the years he's known you.*

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