OpaxTage

яαιη. Rain patters down — no, you're not going to lie, it's not fucking pattering, it's coming down hard. Not so much that it would hurt, but it sure as hell isn't very pleasant. Sometimes you question your decision in living in Washington if it rained so much — but wait, you like rain, and enjoy being near your lovely friend, your matesprit- you mean, [girl/boyfriend]. But.. rain isn't that easy to appreciate in such a situation. With a sigh, you take [f/n]'s hand as you stop where you are; you're a few short blocks away from your apartment, but.. you have an urge. Xe gives you a confused look as they are ha