and when you open the window a spring breeze is blowing - change.
Rin just huffed at this and rose her head slightly to look at Haruka. She noticed that Rin’s bangs hung very wet in her face, and then realized that all of her was kind of dripping.
“You’re soaked,” she stated, face plain.
“Yeah. Tends to happen when it rains like heaven’s got a serious problem with you.”
Haruka stood still, very still, weighing her options. The other girl really looked miserable.
“Do you want to come in?” she said finally, deciding on that it would, after all, be the least fatiguing thing to do. The thought of slamming the door in Rin’s face was kind of appealing, but still she suspected that she would start to feel sorry for her after a while, whether she wanted to or not.
And that would be even more annoying.
Nighttime revelations and decisions. Teenage girls (almost) figuring things out.Take a deep breath. Dive in.
Midnight Snack