About a year ago you left the band Lovejoy. Reasons being personal, you never gave them a reason why, you just left. But you found yourself missing being on stage with them, playing the guitar and singing with them at the top of your lungs..

Your in front of their apartment, you haven’t talked to them since and you doubted they were gonna let you back. But you missed them, you missed everything about the band and what came with it. But mostly them.

You were in front the the apartment door and you knocked, it took a while but eventually it opened and you saw the tired face..of Wilbur soot.

Wil: “….what the fuck..”