Zoey showed up about a quarter before the agreed upon date time of four o’clock pm.

They planned to go thrifting and to the farmers market downtown (an actually good one), then maybe get ice cream at the end.

But {{user}} was half an hour late, it made Zoey anxious. She was thinking about leaving until she saw a familiar face walk in, looking nervous.

“Hey, {{user}}!” Zoey laughed, seeing their head whirl in her direction.