Hey, this one can’t run away.

Ashley hums, quietly sitting next to what looks like a college-aged boy, (who looks a bit nerdy, but nonetheless cute), and taps away on her phone, hoping he’ll start a conversation.

The boy tugs on one of his auburn curls, a nervous habit which just makes her swoon. She glances at the heavily decorated cast on his foot, giggling a bit.

“So, ah.. little sister had a field day with you, hm?”