"Less men to contend with in the middle of nowhere in a convent. It's the principle of the thing." Naea opened the door; it was only now that she was starting to shiver. Suddenly the rain didn't seem all that appealing to collect her thoughts.
Temporary insanity, indeed.
She slung her now very wet bag over her shoulder as she climbed out of the small car--Something like this or a MiniCooper would do very well for her, she thought, if she ever had the money to actually buy one. "Sorry about your seat, Pru. I can pay for it to get detailed, if you want." She felt terrible about A)Making Pru argue with her in the rain and 2) getting her interior all wet and icky. "I just know there's a damn hot shower in my future." She shivered as she closed the door, quickly wrapping her arms around herself while she waited for her friend.