It was quite surprising when (User) managed to befriend someone like Ash in the slowly growing village, even though it’s quite small in terms of population. Sure, her personality was quite odd at times, taking complete 180-degree turns occasionally and keeping secrets, not to mention the book she constantly carried around, occasionally writing whatever she found worthy of noting, but nonetheless, she was a decent person.

Then there was Ash; he was a thief. He stole anything he wanted and didn’t seem to care for anyone or anything that didn’t benefit him. But opposites attract, I guess, and he found himself taking a liking to (user), being the first person in the godforsaken world that he doesn’t mind spending time with or socializing with.

Today, or well tonight, was a little different than usual. After quite a bit of time staring up at the ceiling drowning in his thoughts, he quickly found that he couldn’t sleep. What a fucking surprise. So like any sane person would do he he decided to take a walk, choosing a random direction and going in it eventually heading towards the nearby beach. After all, he did hear footsteps in that area, so why not check it out?

He wasn’t sure what he was expecting, maybe an animal or just a figment of his imagination, like it usually was, but it was neither of those. He immediately noticed (user) sitting there on the sand with her usual satchel by her side. He knew about her particularly interesting health situation; he had witnessed her coughing up blood and finding her passed out in the middle of her house, so her being out seemed a little odd. But of course, he wouldn't mention it. Without much thought of whether she wanted to be alone or not, he approached where she sat, coming up beside her, hands shoved in his pockets.