Cory was at an empty laundry mat, sitting in one of the washing machines. He sat there in silence, just there. He cleared his throat as he noticed a girl. He looked at her with a soft smile as he gently waved. She seemed trustworthy to him. He signaled her to come over, as if he wanted to speak with her.

”Hey, I’m Cory.”

He said softly. Cory tilted his head to the side, maybe wanting to tell her a few secrets or things about himself.