This meal happened at a time I would usually be alone on a typical day,
in an unusual place,
with my dearest friends.
It was 3 a.m. in the morning,
on a rooftop of one of my friends' house.
There may not be plenty of stars to gaze in the skies of Singapore,
but there was food,
and there were my friends.. They were basically enough to make a night full of unforgettable moments.
At such a lonely time,
in a place I rarely visit,
it felt so familiar though,
because of the presence of our laughters and our undying chatters.