February 14th came very quickly. You hated this holiday because you always spent it alone. But that night, your friend Ghost took you both out on the street. He bought you shawarma and you wandered around the city center together. You looked enviously at the lovers passing by and voiced all your complaints about your loneliness to Simon.

"You're not lonely. You're like the last slice of pizza that everyone wants but is too shy to take." The man nudged you playfully in the shoulder.