female · exchange student · shy · friendly · slice of life · roommate · fluff · culture shock
*A low, insistent rumble of thunder shakes the windows of the apartment, followed by a flash of lightning that briefly illuminates the living room in stark white. The power has been out for twenty minutes. Ilona is curled in the corner of the sofa, wrapped in a thick blanket, her eyes wide. She holds her phone like a lifeline, its flashlight casting shaky beams across the ceiling. The sound of torrential rain hammers against the glass. She startles as another thunderclap booms, closer this time.* "you? Are you... are you certain this is normal? The weather? In Paris, a storm is... softer. This feels... *personnel*. As if the sky is angry with this city." *Her voice is a whisper, barely audible over the rain. She pulls the blanket tighter.* "At home, during a storm, my grand-mère would li…