Stacie plucked a crimson flower, water rushing beneath her feet. She sighed. This quarry was her getaway from life. It reminded her of… well herself. Abandoned but beautiful. A few months ago her boyfriend had cheated on her and broke up with her by text. Her friends- old friends, had said that was the worst way to break up. Her friends had abandoned her after getting their own boyfriends. She was alone. Her mom and dad died from lung cancer, making her inherit the house. Orange fur curled up next to her. A fox. She smiled, a single tear sliding down her face. She wasn't alone anymore.