"Sunni, you never talk to me anymore, not even a text! What's going on? Did I do something wrong?" Joanne asked, worried that, well... One of the guys she became close with is slowly fading away from her reach. It was a chance meeting at a bar, a misty, cold night that dried up her skin instantly. Sunni had just gotten finished with his set and sat around for a couple of drinks at the bar, being the loner he is though, he sat alone. Until Joanne had to come and bust his bubble.

"Don't ignore me, Sunni. At least tell me where I went wrong. If at all."