OPEN | prompt one | RAIN

[wrens]

prompt one | R A I N I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane.

 

Comments

jolie wilson; constantinople PRE-EVENT

[ebullient]

[ these things always happen to her. it rains and she forgets her umbrella. it snows and she looses her scarf and mittens. it's sunny and she forgets her hat. she's always somehow unprepared.

and now standing in the doorway of the restaurant she was leaving, coffee in hand. she could go back and buy a newspaper, use it as a makeshift umbrella. but it'd be soaked through within minutes in this downpour, as jolie knew well. she'd done this before, after all.

she might as well wait, she figured. if anyone hassled her she could always blame her lateness on the rain and the traffic, neither of which were complete lies.

but no one would, in all likelihood. people were used to jolie running a few minutes late, skidding into meetings breathless and offering up apologetic smiles and contrite excuses. today probably wouldn't be any different. ]