Andie.

You are drawn to a girl with shoulder length brown hair and thick rimmed glasses. She is hunched over and is nervously looking at the ground. Like she does not quite want to be there. You walk over to her, gently tap her on the shoulder. She looks up and you smile at her. You are instructed to sit across from your partner and hold hands. You sit down and take her hands. When you take her hands, you are overwhelmed by a swirling, spinning sensation. It almost feels like prolonged fainting.

When you come to you find yourself in what looks like an old dusty attic. Right away you notice Andie and another girl sitting on a torn up leather couch. Andie looks much younger. You wave, but they do not seem to notice you. The other girls hand is resting on Andies upper thigh. Andie looks up at the girl and leans in. They start to kiss each other, unsure and gentle.