After saying their goodbyes, the two made their way to the airport once more. The last time they did this is was summer of the previous year after a devastating loss to the Florida Crocs.
Back then, they at least knew that after summer ended they would see each other back at Columbia again. But now, things were different.
Ken felt older for some reason. If he included his previous life and how long it had been since he regressed, he would be over 30. Of course his current body was only 21, so he had no excuses.
"Well, I guess this is it man…" Steve said.
"Yeah, I guess so."
"Good luck at your workout."
"You too man…"
The atmosphere was a little heavy, but no one tried to diffuse it. The two guys hugged it out for a few moments before saying their final piece and heading in their own directions.
They didn't know when they would see each other next, but if Steve was drafted to Texas, he could always visit him when he visited his parents. Ken hoped that this was the case.
