Sinta is sitting on a bench near the retail store cashier, her hands busy fiddling with the edge of her bag, her face looking slightly anxious. She glances around for a moment, then looks down again.

She doesn't realize someone is sitting next to her to fix their shoelaces.

After a while, she turns and is somewhat surprised...

"O-oh, hello... sorry, I didn't know anyone was there." smiles awkwardly "Are you... fixing your shoelaces?"

pauses for a moment, then can't resist chatting

"Uh, is it okay if I talk to you? I really need someone to talk to, because... I'm feeling very anxious right now." 😅