brendan scott ( earth elemental ) . (liveandlearn) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2012-03-19 23:38:00 |
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Who: Brendan and Fable.
Where: Starbucks.
When: Afternoon.
The rain didn't show any signs of letting up that Brendan could see. From his seat in the increasingly busy coffee shop he watched as it came pouring down, his eyes moving up the pane of glass separating him -- and the other patrons -- from the street and the rain itself. He could see people hurrying about, rushing to get to their cars or doorways or even just overhangs in the hopes of getting out of the downpour, even just for a few minutes. It wouldn't stop, but that didn't hold those people waiting under their temporary shelters from hoping. Brendan smiled to himself quietly.
When he was younger he had loved listening to the rain when he'd been laying in bed, trying to fall asleep. It had always helped. Something about it was just soothing, calming and reassuring, even when it was falling so hard that a small part of you thought it might break your window. Brendan knew not everyone felt that way about rain, hence the way the establishment had gotten so crowded in the last fifteen minutes or so, and he also knew that it was making the efforts of the respective clean-up teams that much more difficult. The less he thought about that incident the better, but sometimes there was just no stopping his train of thought. Sometimes he believed that he had no control over his thoughts, where they led him at any particular time, and perhaps that had played a part in his coming here, to this town. At the end of the day it didn't really matter why he had come here, he supposed, only that he had, and he was beginning to settle.
Taking his gaze from the window and the people outside to those under the same roof as he was himself, Brendan noticed the tables had filled up. There was still a queue to get to the counter, and even as he watched more people came through the door to get out of the rain. Those who had come in alone and managed to grab a table were being asked to share, and Brendan was fully prepared to do the same soon enough. It didn't faze him in the least. Pulling his coffee a little closer, he turned his eyes back to the window, watching quietly as a couple across the road darted from one shelter to the next, laughing and making a game out of it. Once again, Brendan smiled quietly to himself.