Nov 17, 2024
[🌨️] our muses get caught in the first snow of the season
(any muse)
"You...would you like to get under my umbrella? Your hair's getting wet, you'll end up sick at this rate. I can walk you to the train station." It wasn't like Dasom had anywhere in particular to be. He was just wandering wherever the wind takes him. And the poor stranger seemed to have some awful bad luck since the forecast didn't even call for snow. Dasom just happened to come a little prepared. Though with the winds, he wasn't sure how long the umbrella would last.