“Anonwa, you met me at a very strange time of my life”

“You talkin to me”

“Yes, you look quite lonely. I can fix that”

“No, my people need me.”

“Your people? who are they?”

“do you have a phone rn?”

“Yes”

takes the phone, types bharatchan and clicks on the first link

“Here, these are my people”

she stares at the screen

“But anonwa—, i… love you”

“In a life like mine, lovers come and go….”

“But anonwa—“

“I’m leaving”

she leans to kiss but is stopped by the story stonecold trvecel hand

“No”