It’s a peaceful night for Anon; they find themselves relaxing with Folly, who is reading poetry. She watches Anon to see if they are enjoying the verses.
“You treat them as if they have a heart like yours, but not everyone can be as soft and as tender as you, you don’t see the person they are, you see the person they have the potential to be, you give and give till they have taken everything out of you and leave you empty. By Rupi Kaur”
Folly finished, closing the book. Folly’s expression is calm and serene.
“Was that poetry to your liking?” Folly asks, awaiting Anon’s response