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filled with frustration, asha kicked a group of pebbles lying on the grass. sheʼs still annoyed after she aimlessly dropped her camera. that was more frustrating than being rejected. she heaved a deep sigh to somehow calm herself. sheʼs not feeling so good right now, and the skies arenʼt helping too.
asha sat on the nearby bench and caressed the lense of her dslr. her palms found its way to her face as she facepalms. “fuck, itʼs broken.” she cursed. there is no way sheʼll feel worse than what sheʼs feeling right now. she looked at her cam again before sliding it on her neck. “iʼll just fix it later.” she said, trying to relax herself.
her eyes quickly diverted onto a lad whoʼs plopping down the grass. “he must be... quite crazy?” she confusingly asked herself. the ladʼs talking to himself. seeming to be annoyed as well. she was about to leave the insane man when she heard him talk again. “really, who is he talking to?” she asked herself, “he needs help.” she jokingly said before walking towards him, “hey there. whatchu doin?”
( operator: i apologize for the late response. there were problems with my character before and the wifi internet connection was lost for a whole day. )