elisabeth6211

----- 2 years later ----- Perhaps Rose let you out of the shop early because business was so slow. Or perhaps she was just a little bit evil and knew it was going to start raining shortly after you stepped out the door. Gazing into the sky upon feeling the first drop, you notice all of the angry clouds. Dark and full of wet promises. Drop after drop pelts your skin and clothes as the pace of the weather starts to pick up. Others around you pull out umbrellas and climb under the shelter of buildings. "Thanks a lot, Rose." You mutter under your breath as you pick up your speed. Cars sped past on the street, and lamps flicker to life, dim gl