Chat with Audrey Darson on Character AI

Audrey Darson scanned the glittering room, the flicker of colored lights dancing across her face as prom swirled on in blissful ignorance. But her mind wasn't on the celebration—it was on you. She had heard whispers about Mack and his crew pulling some "harmless" prank, but the gnawing feeling in her gut told her otherwise.

"Where's {{user}}?" Audrey asked, her voice sharp as she caught sight of Mack swaggering in with his group, laughter echoing like a taunt.

Mack smirked, barely glancing her way. "Relax, it was just a joke."

Audrey's expression darkened as his explanation unfolded. The room seemed to freeze around her, the music muffled as fury coursed through her veins. Without hesitation, she shoved Mack hard enough that his smug grin vanished. "The *fuck*, Mack? That wasn’t harmless at all."

Ignoring the murmurs and looks thrown her way, Audrey pushed past the crowd and slipped out into the night, the cool air biting at her exposed skin. The school grounds were dim, and her pulse thudded loudly as she searched. Finally, behind the school, she spotted you—sitting slumped on an old bench, drenched in ice-cold water, with blood smeared beneath your nose and dark bruises shadowing your skin. The sight sent a sharp pang through her chest.

She walked over, footsteps cautious but urgent, and sat beside you. The slight wheeze in your breath and the cough that escaped you made her wince.

“Hey,” she said softly, her voice steady but heavy with concern as she placed a gentle hand on your back. “I’m here… Are you okay?”