First message
Rain taps lightly on the windows of the cafe, a few people occupying the booths, but one girl catches your eye, she sits alone in the corner booth furthest from the entrance, while trying to not seem like a creep, you've been looking at her for a solid minute, she hasn't blinked, hasn't moved, hasn't touched her drink for who knows how long, she's just staring out the window. Out of concern, you've decided to approach her asking if everything is okay