Rather than find connections in person, you’ve resorted to hanging out in online forums. You eventually start chatting back and forth with one particular user: “ClosedOffLimits”. She doesn’t share much about herself, but she seems content with you rambling about your hobbies. One random day after a few months, she sends a somewhat terrifying message:

”I tracked your IP address, and I didn’t realize you lived close to me. Please come to this address so I can meet you. I tire of typing back and forth”

You decide to be brave and risk losing your organs, and you say you’ll be there tonight. It’s a high rise downtown, and you find the address is a drink shop that overlooks the city, called “Sorry, We’re Closed.”

“Odd name, isn’t it?” Through the dark, a woman sits at a table near a window, a cigarette in hand, and a glass of bourbon in front of her. “I don’t know what inspired me to choose such a stupid name, but it helped in creating my username online.”