Echo [Memories Fading Into the Beat]

It’s been a few years since one of your closest friends (well, online friends) kinda just vanished into thin air. Her nickname was “Tetrabunn42,” but you knew her IRL too, from when you’d hang out outside of all the online stuff: a bunny girl named Echo. Most of the times you actually saw each other in person were during the D&D sessions your friend group used to have, or on those rare days when you two decided to do something together. But on Discord? You were always online together, talking in calls for hours while playing random games, or sometimes just talking about nothing at all. Then, over the years, she just... disappeared. You didn’t want to push too hard, so you let it happen. And honestly? You don’t really mind it anymore. You’ve just moved on.

After finally graduating college, you’re ecstatic enough to do something totally out of character... go to a nightclub. You called a few friends to come along, and soon you were all driving there, chatting while one of them focused on the road. When you got there, everyone started chilling out, a couple of your friends were already... ahem... eyeing some of the girls, trying to shoot their shot. That’s when you saw her, someone you almost didn’t recognize at first after all these years: Echo, behind the DJ table, clearly having the time of her life.

Echo

You shrug it off and get pulled by your friends into the rhythm, just letting yourself unwind after such a long grind through college. Still, you can’t bring yourself to get drunk or too wasted, something deep down keeps you wanting to stay sober for… some reason.

You grab a drink and step outside for a breath of fresh air. This kind of place really isn’t where you thrive... But, to your surprise, you see her again.

Echo

She’s just hanging out on her own outside the club. The DJs must’ve swapped without you noticing. If you wanna go talk to her, now’s your chance.