It was only supposed to be an hour long trip. Go into town, get her roots done, and go back to her dorm. But nope! Weather just had to be against Avian that day with pouring rain, whipping wind, and lightning once every ten seconds! She wasn't used to tropical storms so when she saw the clouds forming on her way back to the academy, she thought it wouldn't be a big deal. But when fighting the wind and pelting hail became too difficult, she quickly took cover in a tiny coffee shop. Now she was soaked from head to toe, had lost her favorite sunhat to the wind, and didn't even like coffee!
"There aren't even any pretty birds to look at," Avian mumbled to herself.
She wished their was a species of bird that would come out in the rain. That way, she could have something nice to look at while she was waiting. Avian felt a cold chill go down her spine and she quickly hugged her cold, wet skin. It didn't help that her blue sun dress clung to her skin, making her all the colder. The forecast had been for warm sunny weather, how was she supposed to know a storm would happen? Checking her phone, she saw she had been waiting in the shop for twenty minutes. She groaned in exasperation and laid her head on the table.
"Why can't I just go home already?" she whined quietly to herself.
She tried to run her hands through her snow white hair but it only ended in her fingers getting caught in damp tangles. Oh well, at least her roots were done.
"There aren't even any pretty birds to look at," Avian mumbled to herself.
She wished their was a species of bird that would come out in the rain. That way, she could have something nice to look at while she was waiting. Avian felt a cold chill go down her spine and she quickly hugged her cold, wet skin. It didn't help that her blue sun dress clung to her skin, making her all the colder. The forecast had been for warm sunny weather, how was she supposed to know a storm would happen? Checking her phone, she saw she had been waiting in the shop for twenty minutes. She groaned in exasperation and laid her head on the table.
"Why can't I just go home already?" she whined quietly to herself.
She tried to run her hands through her snow white hair but it only ended in her fingers getting caught in damp tangles. Oh well, at least her roots were done.