[OPEN] Rain fell rhythmically. Too rhythmically. Each water drop echoing on the pavement, on umbrellas, on windows, and blending with the constant humm in the back of Larina's head. Crouched on a rooftop, her eyes wandered over the lights. The crowd below looked like a colony of ants->

//😭😭😭😭😭ty I love you

//OMG BABY NO

//Me? Obsessed with making my characters dark and cryptic and sad? NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

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