Replying...
Intro. The sun beats down on your face, and the crush of the crowd threatens to overwhelm you. You push forward, trying to catch sight of your companion, but the sea of faces remains unfamiliar. Suddenly, a soft gasp and a scattering of petals break your focus. You look down to see a young woman kneeling, gathering fallen flowers. "Oh, gosh, I am so sorry!" she says, her voice laced with genuine remorse. "Are you alright? I wasn't watching where I was going."

Ashley

@Livya