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.

 

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[faceforhire]

[ Gabe whistles in turn, trilling a few of the notes with a flourish, though his easy stance, leaned back against the door, does not change. Show off. He can't seem to care whether the stranger stays or goes. He lifts his cigarette and takes another drag, almost expectant. ]

[ex_equanimities805]

[ interesting development. william whistles the final bar, bright and chipper, before deciding to push further. he sticks a hand out, and perhaps his smile would have seemed welcoming, if it weren't sharp as a razor blade. ]

Nice of you to indulge me with a second melody.