I'm tellin' you it's got to be the end

 "Hey, you gotta minute?" Chewy peeked into the kitchen of the coffee shop. It was a small space, but Sunny was prepping some cookies to bake.

Of course, Sunny was surprised. Maybe it was Hart. She had been waiting to hear from him for days. But of course, it wasn't.

"So it's you!" He pointed his finger at her. He was quite the drama queen with long dark hair and all. "You did this."

"Did what?" Sunny froze, feeling she was being investigated by somebody's jilted lover. Her eyes tensed not sure what she was supposed to do.

"Hart went back to Paris," he said.

"Paris?" She didn't blink. "How do you know?"

"He was heartbroken," he put his hand to his forehead as his long hair flung about as if he was a disaster waiting to happen.

"Who are you?" She wanted to know in broken English. Although, he talked mostly in Korean Sunny was certain he mixed in a little Chinese too.  

"His roommate." He looked stunned that she didn't know.

"Are you sure?" She tilted her head as if he wasn't being candid.

"Yes." His brow furrowed as if she was making him mad.

"Nothing more?" Sunny summed it up. He was just too pretty for his own good.

"Hart never said anything about me?"

"No."

"Oh, you're the girl who doesn't smile," he fretted. "Sunny." It was as if she was a snag in his fitful dance.

Sunny kept her arms crossed. 

"Well, aren't you going to get me Americano?" He shot her a look that he needed service. 

Sunny rolled her eyes and went to get one before he shouted what a bad waiter she was. 

Of course, he found a table and looked to be in the crapper. Meanwhile, Chewy told her the long-haired dude was Louie.

"I think he's looking for a roommate, Hart didn't pay the rent."