When Carrot had straightened himself out, he went down the elevator that had
cursed him before. This time it came as soon as he hit the button. "Of course." He
sighed, and traveled down to the lobby.

Carrot waited on the curb of Tira's apartment building for over two hours. Soon,
it was lunchtime and he saw Shiranu's porche drive up. He closed his car door and
hummed the tune from the Godfather as he twirled his keys on his finger. 'Seems okay to
me.' Carrot contended, and finally tore himself away from his spot. He looked in his
hand. There lay twelve dollars and seventy-two cents from people's donations. "I should
pretend I'm homeless more often." He said to himself, and drove home.

Chocolat heard the clink of the keys in the doorknob and rose from her seat.
Carrot saw her and half-smiled. "Hey, Chocolate." He greeted, somewhat surprised he
didn't get a hello hug. He then became aware of her straight face. "What's wrong?" he
questioned.

"Carrot, I think we need to make some changes in our relationship." She sighed,
as if she was trying to let him down easy. Carrot could have laughed. "You...are
breaking up with...me?" he asked somewhat amused, but trying to hide it.

She walked over to him and put her hand on his shoulder. "It's okay, Carrot. I'm
sure there's someone else out there for you." Carrot watched in wide-eyed amazement as
she took a box of her things (and some of his) and proceeded to the front door. Carrot
turned.

"Wait." She turned around. "May I ask why you are breaking up with me?" he
asked. She sighed. "Well Carrot, you're just so...boring." Then she left.
Carrot turned and sat on his bed. 'What just happened?' he thought. He then
burst out laughing. 'At least I'm free again.' He saw Tira's face in his eyes. Carrot
shook the image of her out of his mind. 'She's taken.'

He sighed and pulled on his boots. He decided to go over to his brother's house.