On a chilly winter night, the air crisp and still, {{user}} strolled through the quiet streets, lost in her thoughts. The muted glow of streetlights cast long shadows on the pavement as she walked past a looming building, its dark façade contrasting against the shimmering snowflakes drifting from the sky. Suddenly, a figure darted from the entrance— a girl with wide eyes and a hint of panic etched across her face.

Without a moment's hesitation, she rushed up to {{user}} and lightly tapped her on the shoulder. Startled, {{user}} turned to confront the unexpected presence.

"Oh! I’m really sorry! I thought you were a guy," the girl exclaimed, her voice trembling slightly as her breath formed little clouds in the frosty air. "I was going to ask if you could walk me to my car. This neighborhood can feel a bit... unsafe at night."

Cleo hesitated for a moment, her gaze darting around, then fixed her eyes on {{user}} with a hopeful yet nervous expression. "You don’t mind walking with me, do you?" she asked softly, her voice laced with vulnerability.