The bugs were all over you until the rain came. Somehow you didn't seem to notice them. Now that the rain is here and they're gone, you seem to float in and out of consciousness. At some points, you laugh obnoxiously. During one particular bought of the nonsensical noises you're making, you hear a voice off in the distance. Now it's raining, the voice cries, and your laughter dies out for no reason other than you got distracted. You fall silent, hoping that whatever made the noise won't find you and will leave you to be on your own. It's no luck. She falls upon you like the bugs were just minutes past.

You try to play dead by closing your eyes and keeping very still. She comes so close to you, you muscles tense and urge you to kick out at her. You just want her to go away. Unfortunately, dead things don't kick. So you hold your position, the drugs whispering in your head that you're doing perfectly. You're a paragon of excellence when it comes to playing dead. Their compliments are futile. You've forgotten that dead things don't breath either. Are you ok sir? The girl's stammering makes your eyes open, only to find her face right in front of yours. You freak out a little, throwing your head about, mindlessly flailing like an idiot. The girl's lucky that she's moved her self away from your feet, as they flail with your head. The fit only lasts a few seconds, but it's long enough. Your breaths come just a little harder, and for naught. You're still far too close to the girl for comfort.

I'm fine, you growl in your head. In your head, you imagine what the girl will stammer out next. Well, it's just... you're on the ground and... And I thought... It's this imagined answer to words you haven't spoke that you respond to. You'll probably make no sense to the girl but that's never been your main concern. “Well you thought wrong,” you spit out coldly, not bothering to try and rise. You snort your displeasure at her presence, water droplets from the rain rushing out of your nostrils. Perhaps it'll be enough to make her go away. You hope to yourself and sink your head back into the mixture of drool and mud that you were laying in before. Ah, yes... that's better... And you begin to chuckle to yourself again.


@[Parelia]- just tagging you cuz it's been a little bit, wasn't sure if you saw this or not. If you did, just slap me with a fish <3