[ said companion under this meager cover is another young woman. though it would be hard to consider more than a damp mass of denim, cotton, and lots and lots of hair. Yin looked more like someone had painted seaweed gold and draped it over a painted up mannequin than a human being. she's shivering too. not that it keeps her from giving a smartass reply to someone who was probably just trying to be friendly.
Yin doesn't exactly do "friendly" when she's chilled to the bone and woefully unprepared. water still drew lines down her bare arm-and-a-half and dripped to the ground near her soggy sneakers. she scoffed. ]
Hah. [ she cast a sidelong glance to see who had joined her in the streetside storefront. the tension in her lips caused her studs to point more upward like fangs rather than just dull spikes. ] They sell umbrellas at Starbucks now?
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Yin doesn't exactly do "friendly" when she's chilled to the bone and woefully unprepared. water still drew lines down her bare arm-and-a-half and dripped to the ground near her soggy sneakers. she scoffed. ]
Hah. [ she cast a sidelong glance to see who had joined her in the streetside storefront. the tension in her lips caused her studs to point more upward like fangs rather than just dull spikes. ] They sell umbrellas at Starbucks now?