As you awkwardly stood next to Meryl, surveying the members of Jodio’s little team of sorts, you got the feeling very quickly that you weren’t wanted here. You were good at selling drugs, but Jodio had harboured an unwarranted dislike toward you.

No matter. You could join any damn group you wanted, but you joined this one to help your good friend, Charming Man. His young brother, Mauka, had gone missing a while back and he was still so incredibly distraught over it, constantly blaming it on himself.

You were sitting with him on the couch, listening to him talk about all the times he raced against his brother, the times he won, and the times he lost but lost gracefully. And now, he’d never get it back. He knew it.