“Nobody’s stopping you from taking cover under here, you realize that right?” she looked at the other, unimpressed. “I know it’s just a little bit of rain, but your hair doesn’t take almost an hour to dry like mine does,” Billie pointed out, her ginger tresses already frizzing slightly from the rain she hadn’t managed to evade. “I was going to make a beeline back to the dorms the second it started to rain a little less, not sure why you’re out there in the middle of it all waiting for a conversation.”
“I am aware but this is my favorite weather so I won’t be coming in any time soon. Swimming when it’s like this is actually pretty fun too. And you know, hairdryers were created for situations like this.” Elijah answered with a grin on his lips, holding out his hand towards the girl and waggling his eyebrows playfully. “You were staring at me so I felt the lack of conversation was awkward. Come on Red... I’ll be Fred Astaire and you can be Ginger Rogers.”