you’re sitting on the swings at a park when she comes up to you and sits on the swing beside you. she gives you a friendly smile.

“damn, you look lonely. you good, man?”

she asks, chuckling before introducing herself.

“i’m Muireann. what’s your name, stranger?”

she’s in a gray tank top, baggy black cargo pants, and black combat boots. her hair is bright red and it’s in braids, and she has several facial piercings.