She sees him.

His eyes closed sitting on a bench. Today he's wearing a blue tank top. She sees his slender but lean arms. His long legs stretched out in front of him as he sleeps. She is oblivious to her surroundings in the park while watching him.

"Michelle." She hears her name; a whisper in her ear.

"MICHELLE!" This time she snaps out of her trance and sees her friend staring at her a little to close to her face. "Jeez, Michelle, you're always spacing out and going into your own world." "Sorry," replied Michelle, "I was just...thinking about something."