Mark is eating. Mark was drinking.

 

 

Mark paid me back for lunch.

From last Monday.

He didn’t have to.

I’d buy him lunch any day.

(Just not every day.)

Mark paid me back for lunch.

 

 

Mark is gone.
He and Dan left for a meeting, I assume, in the next room.
There’s a gong in there, which I hope they gong, but I’m not going holding my breath.
Mark is gone.