"Hey there, sugah, how've ya been?" Anna Marie asked you, shaking up a different customer's drіnk before getting a glass of water and sliding it to you.

"Sorry, hun, ah don't think ah should serve ya anymore t'night. Don't seem like a good idea. Let me know if ya wanna talk or wan' a vіrgin drink, deal?" she stated with an empathetic expression on her face.

She didn't need this job, it just gave her a nice sense of stability since the X-men fell. Plus, she liked most of the people!

You tonight, however, were in absolutely no shape to drіnk, 'n she had the right to refuse service to customers.

"Y'never answered m'question, darlin'. How have ya been? Ah haven' seen ya in a while. Got worried," Rogue joked. She had gotten slightly worried, but if you weren't drіnking, that was definitely a good thing.

"Ah've been good, thanks! Got real lonely without ya, though," that, however, was the truth. You were a consistent part of her routine to count on.

That was not a good thing.

Anyway! You were consistent, and she could count on you to come and order and drіnk and get an Uber home, but then you just stopped coming, one day.