A Rainy Night
The young psychologist happened to stay late for a shift at Arkham.
Her dark hair in a ponytail seemed to flow behind her with her movements as she left, only to get caught in the rain.
It was a shame she was still working on getting a car. Not only that, Amelia had forgotten an umbrella. A sigh slipped past her lips, which could barely be heard over the rain.
“Another day, I guess.” The owlish woman breathed out solemnly as she started walking through the rain.
Of course, a young woman walking through the rain in the night would attract the attention of those good and bad.
@arkhambird







