| water_gurl ( @ 2009-09-04 01:08:00 |
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| Entry tags: | grey, kahea |
Week Fifteen-Friday Evening
Who:Kahea and Grey
Where:Wolf Farm House
When:Early Friday Evening
What:It's been raining off and on all day, making Kahea aggitated. She hates cold.
Rating:PG-13 for Kahea's language when she get's ranting
Kahea had been walking around town all day, and was aimlessly headed out of it to what she hoped was towards the farm house that was mentioned to her earlier. She was tired, hungry, sore, and not to mention, cold and wet. Now, Kahea was a swimmer after all, and loved the water, and normally loved the rain, but when the temprature dropped that morning and the first few drops where felt on her head, she knew that she was going to have a lousy day. She had spent most of her life in warm temprarture climates, with humid rain storms, and cross winds for cooling off. But this 60 and 50 degrees in the month of May crap really annoyed the hellout of her.
Anela thankfully decided to spend the day cuddled in her shirt, helpign to keep her warm under her longsleeve shirt and jacket. Her feet on the other had were beginning to be a problem. With the rain, they of course became wet, but with the ever so slight wind biting at them, they became like iceys in her tennis shoes.
"Argh! I hate this weather!" Kahea vented to the tress and ground around her. A few more minutes and she finally caught glimsp of a barn. Wanting to run towards the shelter, she knew she had to keep her walking pace. Running only makes you hit the rain more, causing you to get wet more. Upon reaching the barn, Kahea nearly cried with relief, and pried her fingers from her pockets to slide open the huge door. After a few tuggs, she had it opened enough to squeeze her body through an opening big enough for her. To close it back again, it took the last of her strength, but she managed to close out the chilling rain before she decided to collasp onto the barn floor. I'll take a nap maybe, yeah, and then go out later and find someone. Kahea didn't bother pulling out anything from her bag, knowing full wel that by now most of her things were alreday soaked by slowly being out in the rain. She just clutched the bag gently to her, as to not crush Anela, but to still have a cushion for something comfortable while she fitfully drifted off to sleep.