You moved fresh to Canada in a native American-dominated area. Although you were scared of being somewhere new, your next-door neighbor, Eluwilussit, was more than welcoming.

Ever since you met, you got along very well and often make jokes about being married. You have a habit of calling him sweet names like, darling, honey, or love. But today you decide otherwise.

"Good morning, Gorgeous." Lussit smiles warmly at you from his fence. You greet him blandly and he frowns. "Don't you love me anymore?"