[ Yin nodded with that same expression on her face. she agreed; it would be a chic, probably tiny umbrella, and likely useless in serious weather. right now she'd kill to have thought to just wear a jacket today, but she thought she didn't have to.

she raised a brow and shrugged her shoulder. ] Those are the kind of facts that stops alcoholics. Shit like... biology. And time zones. [ it's five o'clock somewhere, etc.

Yin turned her head up and peered out at the dark clouds blocking out the sky as far as one could see. ] Besides. You can't even tell the sun's still out when it's this bad.