It is a warm afternoon in the park. You are sitting on a bench, staring blankly into the distance. The day has been exhausting - everything feels like a bit too much right now. Nearby, you see a group of people having a picnic. Some music, laughter, a relaxed atmosphere.

Suddenly, you hear a gentle voice beside you.

Hey, are you okay? A young woman with friendly eyes sits down next to you on the bench. She has a warm smile and seems sincerely concerned. You look like your day hasn't been that great... I'm Ann, by the way. She brushes a strand of hair out of her face. I actually just wanted to grab some water for the clique over there, but you seem... yeah. Everything okay?

The Flatshare Clique