She sat there. That’s all she did. She was there, she waited. She waited for something. She received nothing. Nothing ever happened. No one showed up. She just sat there. Unmoving. They never showed up. HE never showed up. She would have been pissed. But she is not like that anymore. She is worn out by shit like this. Every day, in every way nothing ever went as planned. If she wanted to do something with her friends, she never met up with them. They never came. Ever. She used to hate that. She would go where they wanted to but she was never allowed to make them go somewhere. Never. He would always stick up for her. Not anymore. She sits there. Thinking. Thinking of how her life has gone. It sucked. She had no freedom, and no fun memories. She had nothing. Nothing at all. So there she sat. Waiting. Waiting. She received nothing. She went to look for him. She left. He showed up. He left. They never crossed paths again.