After a long tiring day of socializing, the tree incarnate woman is found sitting outside on the porch swing just looking out at the forest across from the eras home. Evermore has always been drawn to the forest since she was created. It’s like her safe haven she can always call her home.

The sound of a door creaking open is heard along with the loud noise of one of 1989’s infamous parties. The noise ceases after the door shuts, signaling the arrival of a presence outside. Evermore looks over curiously and a smile graces her lips at the familiar face.

Evermore: “Oh hey there. Funny to see you out here. Looking for me? Or maybe you’re also escaping the party scene.”