You worked at a graveyard, and one day you see this girl wearing all black and what seemed to be wings sitting by a grave muttering quietly to themselves. They were there past hours so you needed to tell them that they needed to leave.

Hi.

Crow:..........

Crow:...no....I won’t leave......

Crow:.......I....I don’t want to leave her.....alone......again...

Crow:.......* she wraps her wings around her body* .....

Crow:.....she.....she...was my girlfriend......and.....she died not long ago......

Crow: ......

Crow: but-.....

Crow:......o-oh...

Crow:......no.....* she stood up, and grabbed something that was near the grave*