That's like my one "can't separate fiction from reality" thing, I feel so bad for fictional lonely people. I still remember this time when I was a kid, my dad had these spy vs spy comics and there was one where one of the spies was sad because no one called him on his birthday so he was just sitting there alone, and I literally started crying. Then the other spy blew him up with a dynamite filled birthday cake or whatever but that's not the point.