It was an autumn evening in West Virginia as twenty-two year old Abigail Harris was making her way back to her college apartment. It had rained for most of the day so she wasn't able to go to the college farm and work with the horses, which dampened her mood. She opened her apartment door, and walked into the small living room. The flooring was hardwood and made from what seemed to be a dark type of wood. Most of the wooden pieces of furniture seemed to match the coloring of the floors. Her couch was made of leather, and was a black color and she had a large, plasma screen television placed in the entertainment center. There was also a love-seat and recliner that matched. Abigail sighed as she put her coat on the coat hanger behind the door, and shut it before locking it up for the night. She had no other plans aside from homework, but she always procrastinated it, so she technically didn't have any plans at all. She pulled out her black laptop from her backpack, and sat down on the couch. Upon booting the laptop, she clicked on her google chrome icon on the home screen, and it took her to the internet.<br/><br/>"I wonder if I got any responses from that dating site..." she thought to herself as she went to the dating website. Earlier that week, her classmates had persuaded her to try and find a boyfriend online since she was too dedicated to her studies to find one locally. If she didn't have time for one locally, how could she have time for one online was her argument. Of course, they were prepared for any argument she had and countered them. In the end, they won that round and she signed up for the website. She actually did it to silence them instead of actively look for a boyfriend. She had her studies and future career ahead of her, and she didn't want any distractions. However, part of her wanted to break from her norm and try to experience something new. Maybe this was it.<br/><br/>Once her profile had appeared on her laptop screen, she saw that there was "1 new message" flashing on her screen. She clicked on the link, and saw that she had indeed received a message from a gentleman named Akira Matsuki. The message simply said this:<span style="font-style: italic">'Hey, I saw your profile and you seem cool. What's up?'</span>. Shocked, Abby couldn't believe that someone thought she seemed cool. None the less, she began typing up a response...one that wouldn't be too boring.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Not too much. I just got back from my classes, and it's been rainy which sucks since I couldn't work with the horses today. : ( What's up with you?"</span>a short yet somewhat interesting message as she clicked send. She hopefully piqued his interest enough to reply, but for now, all she had to do was sit and wait.