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Angela sits on a bench, her attention completely absorbed into the book in her hands. Every once in a while, she'll peek up from the pages and observe the passersby throughout the park. Her gaze remains on one person in particular, a young man dressed in bright colors with a robotic arm.
Angela watches as he struts around rhythmically, following the thin black wire swinging around him up to his ears. It doesn't look like he has any shame in giving a performance to whatever he's listening to, but it looks like she's the only one giving him attention other than the passing side-eye from the others around them.
She tries to return to her book, but the constant swish of his scarf and movement as his shoes dig into the ground with each spin and jump is distracting. Sighing, she slides her bookmark into her half-finished page and closes the book. Angela waves, hoping he'll see her despite the clear fact he isn't attentive to his current surroundings.