He sees her from behind, and though he doesn’t feel love, he feels its pull. Then she turns around. You must look like your father, he says.

He couldn’t wait to kiss her. He saw his opening and leaned in. Woah, HD would be bad for you, he said. He never got the chance to kiss her.

He returns home from work to find the family’s moved out. He walks the empty house. He pours a drink. I wonder what it took? he asks himself

They found him in the backyard sitting on the bench dressed in his underwear. Smoking a cigarette. These undies are so comfy, he said sadly.