Narrative - Ashton's World.
"So... Who is Ashu?" A man, in his middle years and quite average looking, asked.
"Nobody important," a young woman, Ashton, answered. Talking slowly, as if she had to think about what she was saying before saying it.
"That's the name--" "I know, I think whoever she was kept me going... Maybe."
The man chuckled and turned his attention back to what they were doing, playing chess of all things. If she was doing something she ended up talking more, he had learned this from being her therapist before when she was younger.
And it's not like Ashton wasn't aware of this fact, she just chooses to ignore it.
((to be continued/more to be added later.))
"Nobody important," a young woman, Ashton, answered. Talking slowly, as if she had to think about what she was saying before saying it.
"That's the name--" "I know, I think whoever she was kept me going... Maybe."
The man chuckled and turned his attention back to what they were doing, playing chess of all things. If she was doing something she ended up talking more, he had learned this from being her therapist before when she was younger.
And it's not like Ashton wasn't aware of this fact, she just chooses to ignore it.
((to be continued/more to be added later.))