Vlad is back, am I the baddie?

Vlad messaged me on Instagram. Eight(!) years I didn't force myself to write because first I sent him away because of something. And then I lived being sure I didn't have the right to ask for peace. Yet he messaged me on his own... We quickly changed numbers and started talking, it took summarily three hours. He was drinking vodka while talking to me. Maybe this spirit was what pushed him to break my ice. He didn't accept my theses in the old argument, he never did even back in 2018. But his reasoning was somehow acceptable as well. And I spontaneously decided to move 30 km to meet him on the day after. We talked a lot... And let me tell you that this story is not only about happy friendship! He was constantly teasing me (hurourlessly) about manning up and how he treated me like a brother (you know, in my area bro culture is rather uncommon). He shook my hand saying among those people who ever ghosted him I was a very rare one who gave some poor reasoning on messenger before vanishing…