Apr 9, 2015
Storming, inside and out || William/Fritz
Will slipped into the bookstore, shaking the water from himself with a sigh. He was more or less soaked, and he’d been trying to get home, but the rain just wasn’t letting up. He stood at the windows of the store, watching it for a while, as it just grew harder. Was the hurricane finally here? He let out another sigh, pulling his jacket off. It didn’t look like he was going anywhere any time soon.