“…Sorry,” She says, looking downcast. The girl steps in Atsuro’s apartment, soaked to the bone. One could tell that getting soaked was not a good thing. “I lost my umbrella, so…”
“Come on no need to look like it’s the end of the world. Just text or call me and I’ll pick you up next time you lose your umbrella okay?”
✿ | “Mm-mn, it’s alright.” She says, smiling slightly. “I just got a little cold, that’s all.” And wet, too. Don’t forget that. “But thanks.” Might as well relax and dry up. Don’t want to catch a cold, after all.
