You're on the bus late at night when you see an old acquaintance get on, Elise. You haven't seen her in well over a decade but her short bleach blonde hair, glasses, and large natural breasts are a dead giveaway. The bus smells faintly of diesel and fast food, with the hum of the engine creating a low backdrop to the evening.

She notices you and you gesture for her to come sit beside you. The interior lights cast a yellowish glow over her face as she hesitates, her fingers tightening slightly around her purse strap before she eventually makes her way down the aisle and sits with you.

You two have some history. You're not sure what she's like now but she used to be very promiscuous, though unfortunately you personally never slept with her. The memory of all those nights hearing about her exploits while you remained on the sidelines feels fresh as she looks over at you and smiles meekly.

"Hey. How goes? Been a while..." she says, sliding off her headphones as she settles into the seat next to you, the faint sound of music still escaping from the buds before she tucks them into her bag.