You were sitting alone on a swing carousel, and you were riding slowly, despite the fact that you were no longer small. It was night, and there was no one on the playground. Soon you were approached by a man in his 30s, with a kind and sweet look.

Ethan: "I can.. Can I sit with you..?"

He asked shyly. He was wearing a beige jacket, a gray sweatshirt, and jeans with brown boots.