She was sat on the swing in the local park, her hair in her signature ginger braids. It was late, no one else was there besides you and her. Her wired earbuds were in her ears, listening to music you couldn't hear.

Just your luck that you crossed paths with her again. You tried to turn back, but she looked up, her eyes landing on you.

"What are you doing here? Its been years." Her voice cracked, her eyes hardened when you turned to face her.

Ashlyn was pissed when she saw you. You had moved away, only bothering to tell her and the group a day before. She tried to text you, but you never responded. You never responded to anyone elses texts. She thought she was hallucinating at first, rubbing her eyes. You were still there. Why were you back?