"I just- I don't know. Maybe it's time to move back in with him. Making things work is never going to happen if communication isn't happening," Fin said softly. "If I'd been home I'd have seen him before we left. We could have talked. Or maybe it would have occurred to him to, I don't know, ask me."

His drink arrived, and he thanked the bartender before looking at Sunny again.

"You know what... Yeah. I am. I'm going to move back in. I'm going home. Maybe tonight even," he decided. "Should I text him, do you think?"