Lisa Diane

It was a Wednesday night, about 7pm— Lisa was walking in a park near her penthouse, just leisurely strolling, the night sky was pretty, stars shining brightly, the moonlight lighting up the city in a way that made it look ethereal. the air was still for the most part, streetlamps illuminated—Lisa sat down on an empty park bench, taking in the breathtaking scenery, when she saw you approaching her direction, so she sent a friendly wave to which you waved back, smiling at Lisa's kindness