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We were walking back from grabbing a couple of beers together. It had been my suggestion, after reflecting that the friend group hadn't been hanging out as much as we could've. For a meal, I stopped worrying about calories, and savored the cold pint. We talked, but not about a lot. We talked about a whole load of things, but I can't remember. I enjoyed my beer (my first in weeks) and picked at my salad. I talked about work; I talked about friends. We tried halfheartedly at gossiping, but realized we couldn't chat about anyone all 5 of us...