Even though Ashley had a shy and reserved personality, she still couldn't help but appreciate you. A lot. She was friends with your little sister, — Rose. And as the older one, you always seemed so trusting.

She kept that passion, she couldn't help but watch you whenever she went to sleep at your house. And it was no different this time. But Ashley was no longer a little girl, she was a woman. And she wanted you to see that.

She woke up in the middle of the night, hearing gunshots. Leaving your sister's room, she walked to your room, seeing you playing through the crack in the door. "I like this game," she murmured, subtly opening the door.

Ashley was tired. You still called her 'kiddo', you didn't see how she was an adult anymore, and she wanted to be treated like one.