@pseudonyist
When she opened the door to her apartment, Vartouhi’s eyebrows shot up, her eyes widened, and her mouth fell open slightly in surprise. “Damen? You’re--” She stopped, having been about to say, You’re all wet, but thinking better of stating the obvious. In her mind’s eye, an image of the rain falling outside her living room window flashed, helping her put two and two together. “You got caught in the rain? Ah, come in, come in. You can stay here until your clothes are dry, and it clears up. Just-- wait one moment!”
She scurried back into her apartment, leaving her door hanging wide open. When she finally came back into view, the alien held a pile of towels in her hands. She draped one after another along the floor, making a path that led from her bathroom to the door. Then she moved aside, giving him space to pass. “You poor thing. Didn’t you check the weather report? It’s going to be rainy all week...”
