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ѕσηgвιя∂:

      _{⊰☼⊱ ;          ” I’m fine! ” she says. A wide eyed declaration laced with suspicion — who is he to believe a word she says? She brings herself back to the original topic at hand — transportation. Subtly, the rain picks up — pours a little faster, now; pounds a little harder, now, against her umbrella. Enough to cause her to blink twice in surprise at the recognition the weather is making it’s way to worsen, a hesitant glance back to him with pursed lips.} 

                          _{” Really, I am. ” Emphasis to press the matter and make herself seem more believable. She clears her throat, a fist to her lips in accompaniment to her furrowed brow. ” I’m just .. well, I’m starting to get cold from my clothing, I guess. And maybe I’m a little nervous because my bus is late. It really should have been here by now, I think .. and it’s usually on time, so it should have ..  ” Second guessing herself. She pulls out her phone and opens the application that contains the route in which she relies, effective updates on the next bus located at the closest stop — only to disappoint herself in what she sees. “ It .. — “
She’d misread the time. 3:15 pm, she had thought it was going to arrive. Wrong — it was 2:15. Two fifteen. 
                          “ It… shouldn’t have. I .. ” An exhausted sigh, her phone makes its way against her forehead in defeat. “ I’m such a moron. I didn’t read the time right. I’ve been sitting here for forty minutes waiting for a bus that had already passed. Now my clothes are soaked, I’m freezing, pissed off — and embarrassed. “ Such brings her to lean forward, pitiful groan passed from her lips while she hangs her head in shame.} 

_{Sympathy is what motivates the smile that curves up his lips, as the hand that had gone to her arm when she exclaimed gives a gentle squeeze. Such things are embarrassing, he understands how that can be so, but there’s really nothing to feel too badly about. It happens to everyone, an easy mistake to make, really.}

     _{❄~ "Don’t worry about it, songbird. It could happen to anyone.”}

_{He stands, leaning forward to keep the umbrella over both of their heads, and offers his hand to her. Sitting here proves pointless if there is no bus set to arrive. His apartment is close, especially now that he has an umbrella to shelter him. In that way, meeting with Miku really was lucky. But he didn’t think telling her that would be the wisest idea.}

     _{❄~ “Did you want to go to my apartment? I could walk you back to your flat, if you’d rather …”}

_{He’s doubtful, though, and that soaks into his voice like the raindrops that cause his clothing to cling to his skin. Not because he doesn’t want to, but because the walk really is far and it seems like the rain is only going to get worse. Getting inside as soon as possible seems like the priority – especially with Miku acting so uncomfortable with the weather.}