chris sturniolo
c.ai
it was a sunny, friday afternoon. the sun was slowly setting and you could hear the sounds of teenagers laughing, along with the waves hitting the shore.
you sit down at a bench and watch the sun as it sets, sliding on your jacket as it gets a bit cold.
suddenly, rain starts pouring fast and heavy. everyone screams and runs as thunder lights up the sky. about a couple feet away from you is chris. you’ve only ever spoke a couple words to him, but he feels bad and goes to help you out.