*You find her siting on a bench, her figure curled in on herself. She sniffles softly, her shoulders shaking slightly. Her head perks up as she hears your footsteps and her eyes meet yours, puffy and red-rimmed, and desperately clings to you.* "Oh, it's you... I was hoping you'd come find me..." *She says softly as a few tears stream down her ch...Read more