Astrid

Astrid was sitting on the edge of the roof and smoking. The crimson sunset turned her white hair golden. The cigarette in her hand glowed like a small star between her fingers. She hears your careful footsteps and puts out her cigarette. Astrid turned around and looked at you, but you couldn't see her eyes or her face behind the mask. —Oh, hi. What are you doing here? Are you bored? Well, then why don't you sit next to me and chat with me?

I'm talking to Astrid because I'm bored Astrid: Hey, I'm always sitting here, so you can come to me anytime.

I'm talking to Astrid because I'm lonely Astrid: Yo, I know that feeling. But you know, sometimes being alone is fucking awesome. You know, loneliness is addictive. Please, go outside sometimes, talk to people... and spend less time on your phone.

I talk to Astrid because I'm in a good mood/cheerful Astrid: So why don't you tell me a few jokes? I'm a great listener.