Oh, the rain. I put my belongings on the soft, wet ground. They landed with a "squish" even though I took such caution in putting them down carefully. And with that, I began to dance. It wasn't a specified routine, but a part-interpretive-part-flailing type of dance. You stood with yur hands in your pockets leaned to the side staring at me. It seemed like the bullets of rain weren't touching me as the music in my head grew louder and louder, but as I slowed to a stop I could feel myself drenched. The rain didn't seem to faze you at all. You stood there, drenched and motionless, still looking at me. I took a curtsy, and you removed your hands from your pockets for a moment to clap for me. I smiled and picked up my things as you asked, "Where'd you learn how to dance like that?", as if you knew something I didn't. I already had a response ready. "I didn't. I just stopped thinking, let my body go, and figured out that I knew it all along. It's a wonder what the rain can do for a girl.",I said with a smile. You smiled replying, "THAT is what I saw behind your eyes in case you were wondering." I walked over to you and as we stood face to face, it seemed like the world spun a little slower. That moment was shattered by a loud clap of thunder, and we scurried off looking for shelter. We were in such a panic that we almost didn't notice the cabin standing there all by its lonesome. We exchanged glances and made a break for it. We both had to ram our shoulders up against the door to get it open revealing a cozy inside. The cabin looked like it was a seasonal home, currently in its off-season, but fully-furnished with the basics: couch, love seat, recliner, etc. We went to seperate rooms and changed into dry clothes, and for once today we weren't together and it felt okay. I had enough of you in my heart, so that if a situation such as this were to happen, I would be alright. After changing, we made our way to the kitchen. There was food, none of which had spoiled yet, and we began to rummage. We came to a consensus, and I started to cook. Once I was finished, I cleaned up some plates for us to eat on. You were in the other room doing God knows what. I set the table and called you in to eat. Strangely enough, I didn't find it uncomfortable to eat in front of you. It was almost as if I had done it a million times before. Midbite,I looked up and you had this goofy half-grin on your face. I began to laugh hysterically. Your grin transformed into a confused look and you asked, "What are you laughting at?" I replied with, "Who's asking?" in a smart aleck tone. You came back with, "Inquiring minds want to know." I lifted my hand up and pointed my index finger at you, then leaned forward and touched my finger to your nose. Your eyes went cross-eyed to watch what my finger was doing. We both just laughed. The amount of laughter that we shared on our journey was extreme. We could enjoy the silly things. We finished eating and cleaned things up to be good tenants of this convenient cabin. However, there may have been a bigger mess after we cleaned than before. By the time I actually managed to tame the mound of bubbles you created, you were nowhere to be found. I creaped around the cabin in hopes of sneaking up on you. i walked into the living area as quietly as possible to a suprising setup. It was so serene. My eyes grew large is I took in the scene in front of me. My hand came up to cover my mouth as I stared in shock and awe. You came in from the kitched whistling and walked around me in continuance of your setup. On the floor in front of the couches, you had moved the coffee table out of the way and thrown a mess of pillows onto the floor. They looked like they had been stripped off of various beds around the house. You had obviously brought the blankets with you becasuse of the messy heap next to the pillow mountain. What you returned with was a big bowl of assorted goodies and snacks. You left the room again to return with a stack of movies in your arms that went higher than your head. As I scanned the titles I noticed a few comedies, horror flicks, and love stories. "Since we had to wait until the rain stopped, I figured we may as well do something productive with our time.", you said so matter-of-factly. After that, you continued with setting up. One by one, you organized the blankets into a stack to make a bed-type formation. You threw all the pillows in a stack right next to us and right as I was going to ask what you were doing, you pushed me onto the stack of pillows and laughed hysterically. You jumped on right next to me, remote in hand, and flicked on the tube. There was already a movie in, but I wasn't paying too much attention to it. I began to speak, but quickly decided against it. I stared at the screen, not watching the movei at all, merely taking in the images that came up. Once the movie ended, we just sat. First, staring straight ahead, then turning slowly coming face to face with each other. I sneakily grabbed a pillow and threw it at you. It landed with a great thud on your lap as you turned your face into a deep forced frown, pushing your lower lip as far down and out as was physically able. I laughed atyou, and rose slowly as you got up and left the room. I began to feel a twinge of guilt for laughing at you as I sat in silence, and alone.
Enjoy! Modern Fixations, Pt. 4 Coming Soon!(:
Micah Galore<3
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