At Adrina's once more. We stayed up till about 4 in the morning editing a video for a college project of mine, and couldn't fall asleep till around 5. Now we're sitting on the balcony of her 25th floor condo, looking out at a magnificent view of Bandar Utama, enjoying the unusually strong mid-day breeze, just doing our own thing. Bjork croons in the background, we don't speak much. Eight years of friendship has honed our instincts and armed us with enough intuition to know when to or when not to break into each other's bubbles of personal space. My stomach's growling though, so I'm going to use that as leverage to interrupt her current stream of subconsciousness towards her surroundings by letting her know it's about time for breakfast, at one in the afternoon.