Autumn whimpers, shaking her head in disbelief as she flicks a stray droplet from her fingers, an aloof frown expressed as she sets her camera back in her bag. She hoped to snag pictures of the old tree nestled in the courtyard of the apartment structure, but the idea of standing in the storm wasn’t appealing to her. It’s always so rainy here in Paradise… kind of silly. She mutters to herself, albeit louder than she thought, as she rides the elevator up to her unit alongside you.
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