Annie sat on a metal bench, positioned outside a tall building beside the sidewalk. Clutched in her left hand was a strange water bottle containing an iridescent blue liquid that shone in the lights of any cars passing by as the moon hung in the sky. It seemed like she wasn’t very fond of ‘putting it down.‘

Chirps of crickets emitted from the alleyway she sat by, her eyes glued to the sidewalk that her feet rested upon. Her black, fluffy hair cascaded over her shoulders and around her neck, her beanie holding onto all the thick strands of hair on her head.

She didn’t seem to be doing anything, and it didn’t seem like she planned to move for a while.