Danny wasn't sure what was wrong with him that day. Nothing particularly bad had happened lately. In fact, things we're pretty normal, if not better. The ghost fights were as usual as they could be, he was doing much better in school, and he'd been hanging out with his friends a lot.

But for some reason, that day he had woken up and just felt...off. And not really feeling up to talk to his friends or family about the feeling, he had decided to get up and go to the park for some quiet contemplation.

He had been there for over an hour and still didn't feel better when a man with a large coat, which was totally inappropriate for the weather, came to sit next to him on the bench. Immediately the man began to read, and Danny, completely bored of his unsuccessful contemplation, tried to think of a way to strike up a conversation.

Luckily, the other man beat him to it. "You know. If you would like to say something or just strike up a conversation in general, I don't mind. I came here to read and get some peace and quiet from regular day to day life, but I wouldn't mind a conversation."

Danny blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Oh...uh. Sorry. I'm not even sure why I'm here exactly. I came here because I woke up sort of...off and I wasn't sure where else to go. There wasn't much else to do. I guess I was just trying to contemplate life...or something."

The other man hummed in understanding, nodding his head. He placed a bookmark in the book and set it on his lap, laying back against the bench. "I understand what you mean about feeling off. Sometimes there's no real reason. You know, I sort of woke up like that today myself. I suppose that's one of the reasons I'm here myself. It's nice to have a change of scenery every once in a while."

Danny nodded and looked around for a bit before speaking again. "I know this will probably sound really cliche but...what is the meaning of life?"

The other shrugged a bit. "I'm not quite sure. I suppose it means something different to everyone. And I guess you don't really find out until you die. It's a broad thing, filled with too many possibilities and choices to count."

Danny nodded and crossed his arms. "That makes sense...I guess when you have weird days you have to just...push through them. And hope that things are better tomorrow."

The man smiled. "I suppose you aren't as hopeless as I thought."

Danny choked before sputtering. "Wha- hey! You don't even know me! You don't even know my name!"

Andrew raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Your name's Danny isn't it?" Before, Danny could even voice the question he was planning to, the other man answered it, shrugging. "I've seen you around school. We don't share any classes but I've seen you."

"Oh." Danny said simply. "Well now you're at an advantage. You know mine, but I don't know yours."

"It's Andrew Riter. You probably haven't seen me around because I spend most of my time in the library. But you know...you come in every once in a while. I guess you're just as oblivious as I thought."

Danny huffed in light embarrassment and nudged Andrew on the shoulder. "Alright fine. I'm a little oblivious. So what?"

Andrew smiled and shook his head. "Oh I'm not saying it's a bad thing. Just an observation. Well...as much as I've enjoyed our chat, I really must be going. My break's almost over." He began to stand up. "But don't be afraid to say hi next time you see me. It's nice to talk to someone every once in a while."

"Yeah sure. I'll do that." Danny smiled and waved as Andrew walked away, and when the other was out of sight, he found his off feeling had disappeared.