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Title: Cider
Wordcount: 390
Theme: 78. Drink
POV: Anonymous
BGM: Nothing due to my unsaved MP3s.
Notes: Anonymity covers up for chaos. I already mentioned that. Highly flammable fic.
Warning and Rating: shojou-ai warning and a lot of thnking.
Cider
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It's raining again. Normally, I like it. Actually, I welcome it. But not tonight. It's much too cold and I'm sneezing my head off and I don't think I can stay up. But I want to stay up. The rain outside calls to me to get out of my chair and over to the window. It's not that strong. Strong enough to mess up the plants outside but not really strong enough to cause any permanent damage. I'm glad to see no one was stupid enough to go out and brave that storm. Everyone was inside and trying to stay warm. Guess they were smarter than I thought. Even those prone to angst don't go outside today. Better stay indoors and be miserable rather than go outside and get pneumonia. End up worrying their lovers stupid, if you ask me, causing more people unnecessary wangst.
I can't help but shiver as I reach out to close the window. No, its not because of that cold. It's because of another kind of cold. The kind of cold my jacket can't chase away. The kind of cold only she was able to chase away.
I thought I'd already gotten that cold out of my system.
Guess I was wrong.
It comes back from time to time, the kind of cold that leaves me looking for company - any kind of company. Warms me more than a hot cup of Dian's coco drink thing on a cold night like tonight. I wonder where she is. If she's alright, if she's away from the rain, that sort of thing. Part of me knows not to worry. She's a strong girl. There's no way a sudden downpour like this can keep her down. We stay strong for each other, I guess. That's the way it should work out.
I take a jacket from the cabinet as I head back to curl up in bed. Enough work for today. It's too cold to go on. With a sigh, I bundle up and look at the window at the direction I think she would be in. She's alright. I know she is. As I pull the blankets tighter around myself, I manage a very small smile.
I love her.
If I didn't, she wouldn't warm me the way she does: like cider on a cold night.
Finally! I'm writing oneshots again! This one's kinda short but I hope you guys like it anyway.
Wordcount: 390
Theme: 78. Drink
POV: Anonymous
BGM: Nothing due to my unsaved MP3s.
Notes: Anonymity covers up for chaos. I already mentioned that. Highly flammable fic.
Warning and Rating: shojou-ai warning and a lot of thnking.
Cider
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It's raining again. Normally, I like it. Actually, I welcome it. But not tonight. It's much too cold and I'm sneezing my head off and I don't think I can stay up. But I want to stay up. The rain outside calls to me to get out of my chair and over to the window. It's not that strong. Strong enough to mess up the plants outside but not really strong enough to cause any permanent damage. I'm glad to see no one was stupid enough to go out and brave that storm. Everyone was inside and trying to stay warm. Guess they were smarter than I thought. Even those prone to angst don't go outside today. Better stay indoors and be miserable rather than go outside and get pneumonia. End up worrying their lovers stupid, if you ask me, causing more people unnecessary wangst.
I can't help but shiver as I reach out to close the window. No, its not because of that cold. It's because of another kind of cold. The kind of cold my jacket can't chase away. The kind of cold only she was able to chase away.
I thought I'd already gotten that cold out of my system.
Guess I was wrong.
It comes back from time to time, the kind of cold that leaves me looking for company - any kind of company. Warms me more than a hot cup of Dian's coco drink thing on a cold night like tonight. I wonder where she is. If she's alright, if she's away from the rain, that sort of thing. Part of me knows not to worry. She's a strong girl. There's no way a sudden downpour like this can keep her down. We stay strong for each other, I guess. That's the way it should work out.
I take a jacket from the cabinet as I head back to curl up in bed. Enough work for today. It's too cold to go on. With a sigh, I bundle up and look at the window at the direction I think she would be in. She's alright. I know she is. As I pull the blankets tighter around myself, I manage a very small smile.
I love her.
If I didn't, she wouldn't warm me the way she does: like cider on a cold night.
Finally! I'm writing oneshots again! This one's kinda short but I hope you guys like it anyway.