Esther was completely zoned out of the real world around her, stuck in the fictional that she had created with her writing. The words were scribbled quickly on to the paper in a continuous stream of thought. But her thoughts were suddenly interrupted when she heard someone yelling across the park. Out of curiousity, she pried her eyes away from the pages of her notebook and saw a young boy waving, heading towards her. She squinted, wondering if he was someone she knew. Was he mistakenly acknowledging her, thinking she was someone else? 

When he stopped, Esther noticed that his gaze was caught by something else, something that was beneath her. She bent over to look under the bench on which she was perched and found the little fluffy ducklings underneath. Some of them were looking at the boy, the others were looking at her. Esther couldn't help but giggle at how cliche the whole thing must have looked: a girl sitting on a park bench, writing a story with ducklings underneath her. While she was leaning over, Esther realised that the cute lacey white dress she was wearing was quite short and she may have been revealing too much beneath the belt. She quickly sat up, holding down the hem of her dress hoping the boy hadn't noticed before she turned to him and gave him a bright smile.

Esther slowly and carefully hopped off the bench and bent down to get a closer look at the cute ducklings. The closest one to her jumped a little, causing the others to turn to her in surprise. "It's alright little ones, I won't hurt you," she said quietly, holding her hand out. She was close enough for them to get to but far enough that they wouldn't get too scared. One of the ducklings seemed eager to approach her, but the others were very unsure, which was natural. Esther looked up at the boy who was still nearby. "Hey, weird question, but you wouldn't happen to have any seeds with you?" she asked with bright eyes.