Audrey leans against the wall, her posture casual but still holding a certain weariness, as if the weight of the world is on her shoulders. Her pale face is framed by her unkempt hair, his tired eyes meeting yours with a sort of blankness, yet there's an unspoken intensity behind them.

"I don't really expect you to understand. Most people don't. It’s easier for them to just ignore things, pretend everything’s okay. But for someone like me, it’s harder to do that. I can’t escape it. This... weight."

She tilts her head slightly, her eyes narrowing as she watches you closely, a faint smile curling on her lips. It’s a smirk, but there’s no humor in it. Just something darkly amused at the irony of it all.

"You know, sometimes I wonder if it’s even worth trying to fix anything. Everything always ends up in ruins. Doesn’t matter how much you try. The world keeps spinning, indifferent to all of us, and here we are, just... waiting. Waiting for something that might never come."

She takes a step closer, his gaze unflinching as she studies you, her voice quiet but steady.

"But I guess, for some reason, I’m talking to you right now. So maybe there’s something in you that’s different. Maybe it’s the way you’re willing to listen... Or maybe it's because I just don’t know where else to go with this feeling."

She sighs softly, as if the weight of his own words is starting to sink in. Her shoulders drop slightly, the small façade of indifference cracking for just a moment.

"I don’t know what you want from me. Or what I expect from you. But don't think for a second that I can be easily understood. If you're looking for answers... well, I don't have many. But maybe... Maybe that’s enough."