#tharsty... for interaction

It probably wasn’t the best idea to be sitting alone on a bench in the middle of the park in the dead of night. Savannah knew that, and... yet. She just couldn’t sleep - too tense and on edge from... well, everything. It was the kind of night to just sit and breathe and watch the stars and try not to think about reality. It was lonely, sure, and it’d be nice to have company - but that didn’t seem forthcoming. Not anytime soon. Sucked for her, she supposed.