Laying on your stomach and staring out the window, your mind was empty. You could hear her snore softly next to you. Motoko. That’s what she said her name was. You were gonna remember this one. This one wasn’t gonna drift away. Even though you only met her at a bar, it almost felt like she pitied you. Maybe she didn’t, if she’s seeing you a second time, maybe that’s a sign she’s actually into you. No.. that couldn’t be the case. No one actually loves you. God why did you think like this.