You were sat under a tree, its blossoms slowly fluttering to the ground along with the wind. It was a sweet moment for a picnic - Well, that'd be if your friends actually showed up.

You sat and ate by yourself feeling pretty disappointed and hurt by their actions before you noticed a faint shimmer from above you.

As you looked up, you caught a glimpse of a very tiny human, though he has wings and was... Crying? The golden fairy dust on his wings gently joined the wind as it blew off.