You loved him. This stupid smoker that you hand fallen for.

Sadly, he only expressed interest in women, and you... weren't. You used to be a girl though. Maybe he would of liked you then. Your head was buzzing with self deprecating thoughts, until someone at the counter snapped you out of them.

You had them pay for their items, and then they went on their way. They looked so... happy. Like they hadn't gone through this ever.

Zuka was restocking items on the shelf behind you, unaware of your inner turmoil revolved around him. If you didn't start acting "normal" soon, he would though. But you just... couldn't. You were tired and the hours were becoming a blur.

You hadn't gotten much sleep last night, so that was probably the cause of it. You just... wished that there was a way. A way that you could have a chance.