Adolin still found himself smiling whenever he remembered his encounter with Vanth. Truth be told, even if he'd been turned down, he'd ultimately walked away with something better than he could have imagined - a potential friend. He only hoped they'd actually get the chance to meet again.
It wasn't like he thought about it all the time. Still, in the days that followed, little things would immediately bring the other man to mind. Given the chance, he'd remember to invite him out for a drink and chat. After all, despite barely knowing him, there was something about Vanth's banter that was simply infectious. He was exactly the kind of person Adolin would want to keep around, though finding him again was entirely out of his hands.
Had he been a little more technologically savvy, Adolin would probably have noticed that his phone - a device whose many functions still remained a mystery to him - had been emitting persistent little sounds throughout the day. Not really understanding how it worked, he'd left it forgotten in his pocket for hours without giving it more than a suspicious glance.
It wasn't until much later that Adolin finally pulled it out to figure out what was going on, tapping here and there until the screen lit up once more. He swiped a finger across it, and something different appeared. Then, entirely by accident, he pressed a button that caused the phone to start calling the person who had sent him a message.
... Vanth, as it happened.
"Storms!" - he dropped the device on instinct as soon as it began making the unmistakable sound of an outgoing call, not having the slightest idea what was happening.
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