The warm breeze carried the scent of freshly brewed coffee as I stood near the café with my friends, laughter bubbling between us like an easy rhythm. The night moon cast a glow over the street, and the chatter of pedestrians blended with the distant hum of cars.
John suddenly snapped his fingers as if he had just remembered something.
"Oh! By the way, Austin," he said, turning to me. "Did you hear about that blast near the shore? People are talking about it all over town."
Lisa, Mia, and Tasha immediately followed up at his words, their curious gazes fixing on me. "Yeah, we were just about to ask you," Lisa said, tilting her head. "You came from that direction, right?"
Tasha leaned in slightly. "Did you see anything?"
