Second Son Free Spirit
"Should I not have a friend?
I'm not bound by
the rules of society.
Please do not tell mother."
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Aspiring Artist
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Post by Benedict Bridgerton on Nov 10, 2021 22:37:05 GMT
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[ WET ] : our muses find one another in a torrential downpour of rain, both soaking wet.
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Jan 23, 2023 23:14:05 GMT
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Post by Elizabeth Davenport on Nov 11, 2021 2:41:25 GMT
Elizabeth sat by the lake, the sun shining on her face. Her and Benedict had taken a walk down to the lake so they could enjoy the weather. Elizabeth was content to let her skin soak up the sun and she was sure that Benedict would spend his time drawing. She began to sing softly to herself, not loud enough for it to disturb Benedict, her eyes closed as she laid on the grass.
Then, something hit her face. One of her eyes peeked open and she waited a moment. Then another. Her hand flew to her cheek to wipe away a droplet of water. Elizabeth sat up and looked around. The sky didn't look cloudy but she was certain she'd just been hit with two rain drops. Looking over at Benedict, she tried to observe if he had felt it too. "Ben," she said slowly. "Did you feel that?" She asked.
As the last word left her mouth, it started to rain and then it started to rain harder. Squealing, Elizabeth jumped from her spot on the ground and rushed towards Benedict. There was no shelter for them to find and her home was a near half an hour walk, with the Aubrey Hall being even further. She felt the rain begin to soak through her dress, but Elizabeth only laughed. "Where should we go?" She asked.
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