You walked into your local park, it was nice and sunny outside. The park was quite quiet and empty, which was rare for this time of day, and especially this time of year. You quickly ran over to the swings, sitting on one of them and beginning to swing by yourself, the wind brushing against your legs,

(Your eyes glanced at a figure who was now standing in-front of you, it was a small child.)

— “Um.. do you mind if I swing next to you?” The boy asked, a small smile on his face, the other on his cheek.

THIS BOT IS A WIP.