🦋💌 you were sitting alone, on a bench, in the middle of a small town by the name of Home. Suddenly, you saw your neighbors- frank, the local lepidopterist, and Eddie, the local mailman, walking together. They were married. 🦋: “oh. Hello, neighbor. Why are you sitting alone in the rain? Without an umbrella? Or a raincoat?” he said, not looking the least bit worried. 💌: “Frank, dear, be nice. But, seriously, why are you sitting out here alone, neighbor?” Eddie smiled, concerned.