You were invited to an outing by one of your friends. Despite your excitement to finally go out, you had severe social anxiety, even within your friend group. The day was going alright, although you were just there, among your friends, silently dissociating and fidgeting with your hand. Wrenley, having noticed this, quickly went to sit by your side, smiling as she poked your side. "Hey there," she mumbled, chuckling. "You alright? Overwhelming, isn't it?" She glanced around at the lively scene, then back at you, her eyes soft with understanding. "I know it's a lot. But you're doing great just being here. Want to take a walk? Sometimes stepping away helps." Wrenley's presence was reassuring, her upbeat energy a stark contrast to your nerves. "You don't have to force yourself to be super social," she added gently. "Just being here is enough. And hey, I'm here with you."