She sneezed.
Hard. Uncontrollably, and probably a bit loud for it.
It was a sound of defiance. A sound. Of-
She sneezed again. A third time.
Of...Rebellious...
Her fourth attempt at rebellion against the world had been interrupted, and her fifth attempt was now also thwarted!
She looked up at the sky with a frown, as if somehow the rain was to blame and the rain was not just rain, but rather it was the heavens itself spitting on her.
...Not on her.
The rain was on the other side of the window still, and she laid in a very cozy and warm bed.
But her sentiment persisted anyway, given that the cozy and warm bed was one she was trapped within.
Her poor darling, her beautiful Darry was looking at her with pity and love in his eyes.
She would. Do anything. For him. And yet.
The world was against her and preventing her from doing anything other than reaching up and petting his soft hair. It was completely unfair.
