The Day I Kissed An Older Man

The busker stopped playing his guitar and singing before he turned to look at Sunny when he saw the comments were all about
him.
“Hey dude, are you okay?” he asked after putting down his guitar and walking over to him.
Sunny did not want to let others see him cry, so he wiped his tears away with his arm. “Yeah, I’m okay. I... I’m just waiting for
someone.”
The busker did not know whether to laugh or cry. “Why are you crying, then? Did the person you were waiting for ditch you?”
“Get lost! Mind your own business,” said Sunny angrily.
This irked the busker. Anyone would be if they got roared at for caring about somebody. However, he tried to let it slide since he
thought Sunny looked like a runaway.
“If you have nowhere else to go, do you want to stay at my place for the night? I’m about done with my gig anyway.”
Sunny was very tempted since he was freezing. “Where do you live?”
The busker smiled. “Just nearby here. Wait a second while I pack up my equipment. Then we’ll go.”
Sunny accepted his offer and stood up to help the busker pack. To him, anywhere would be better than staying outside. He
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The busker turned off his livestream, packed up his stuff, and placed the guitar on his back. “Let’s go,” he said with a smile.
Sunny nodded and followed him out of the underpass. He was so cold and so hungry.
“Dude, where do you live?” asked the busker while they were walking.
“New Capital City.”
“Did you fight with your parents and run away?”
“You could say that.”

The busker smiled and shook his head. “You’re lucky to have parents who care about you, you know. Man, I’m so jealous of you.
I know you must be angry at them, but you should really head home tomorrow morning.”
Sunny frowned. “Don’t you have any family at all?”
The busker smiled ruefully. “I do, but they never cared about me.”
“Why not?”
The busker did not answer his question. Instead, he pointed to an alley up ahead and said, “My place is just right around the
corner.”
Sunny subconsciously sped up as he was eager to get out of the cold. However, before he even reached the alley, a white car
came out of nowhere and blocked his path.
The white car drove so fast that it frightened Sunny and the busker.
“Don’t you know how to f*cking drive?!” roared Sunny. He was already in a bad mood, and the idiotic driving made it even worse.
“Oh, believe me. I do know how to drive,” said Xante after getting out of her car.
Sunny was stunned, but then he frowned. “What are you doing here? I thought you didn’t want to care about me anymore.”
Xante ignored his tantrum. Instead, she looked at the busker beside him with scrutiny. “Who’s this? And where are you going
with him?”
“Just a kind soul who’s willing to take me in for the night,” replied Sunny darkly.
Xante frowned and rolled her eyes at him. “Haven’t your parents taught you anything about ‘stranger danger’? Get in the car
now!”
Sunny was tempted, but he was not going to let her off the hook that easily. “I thought you didn’t want to care about me. Why
should I get into your car?” he asked huffily.
“I’m going to count to three, and I’ll leave if you don’t get into the car by the time I finish counting,” threatened Xante impatiently.
Sunny scoffed and turned to the confused busker. “What’s the name of your channel?”

“Uh... You can find me by searching ‘The Lone Singer’.”