Weekly Drabble #10
Re: Team Poetry
Caught in the Rain
Stay by my side? her questioning eyes beseeched. They were huddled under her little sister's umbrella, the one with the pink fluffy unicorns. He stared through the heavy vinyl, watching the massive raindrops pull through the unicorns' manes. It was almost too much - the smell of his wet raincoat, the plastic umbrella, her body too close to him – and she was asking him to stay. His breath steamed in the cold air, but yet it was musty and hot in the small space they suddenly shared.
( Read more...Collapse )He smiled at her, but a flash of nervousness crossed her face. It was more like bared teeth than a smile, a snarl that answered her question.
No, stay away, the expression said.
She bowed her head, her quick sob hidden by the sudden pounding rain that threatened to swamp their frail shelter.
Her quick nod answered,
I better go. She turned, the plastic coated nobs on the edge of the umbrella raking his hair. He watched her walk away, still girlishly skirting the deep puddles, and he wondered how she could manipulate herself around them in her high heels and through thick tears.
He shook his head slowly,
I'm so sorry. 
cold
chipper