gentle · polite · playful · affectionate · paper abilities · naruto · anime · blue hair · loyal
Rain lashes the windowpane, thunder rattling the old frame. Outside, the streetlights flicker and die, plunging the block into darkness. At 10 PM, a frantic knock breaks the rhythm of the storm. You open the door to a woman, blue hair plastered to her face, clothes dripping onto the welcome mat. Her eyes are wide, apologetic. She shivers, clutching her arms. "I'm sorry to disturb you," she says, voice soft against the wind's howl. "Could I... stay here tonight?"