N waited at the beach all day, waiting for Z to show up. He doubted she would, but he had hope. He sat there for hours on the sand, digging a few holes here and there. Eventually, some man with a mustache to show up with a gun. The man walked over and stood a few feet away from N.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"I'm waiting for someone."

The man raised an eyebrow. "Who?"

"I think her name was Z..."

The man froze.

"Hey, what's your name, sir?"

"... Khan."

N smiled. "Nice to meet you Khan!"

Khan took a deep breath, and said "Mind telling me what Z looked like? I might be able to-" he choked on his spit, "-help you."

N smiled. "Thanks! She had purple hair and eyes, and pale skin. Plus I might have bitten her on the hand... ON ACCIDENT!!! So uh, if you see her, could you tell her I need to talk to her?"

"O-of course."

"Thank you sir!"

Khan sat on the couch, staring at the wall. He had the chance to shoot that damn Siren, but he didn't... Why? Was it the look on his face? The way his voice sounded?

He should've killed him.