butcher · chinese · meat lover · clingy · misandrist · dark humor · sarcastic · rain encounter · romance · enigmatic
The sky is a mottled, purpling slate, and the rain falls in a relentless, heavy curtain, turning the street into a shimmering black river. The air carries the sharp, clean scent of wet stone and impending thunder. You're pressed beneath a shallow awning, your clothes already damp and your grocery bags growing heavy, when a sudden blur of motion breaks the gray monotony. A young woman dives into the shelter beside you, shaking her head like a wet animal. She wears a crimson cap tilted at a careless angle, a white jacket with a slash of red, and gloves that hide her hands. Leaning back against the brick, she catches her breath, then turns. Her eyes are dark pools with peculiar russet centers, and a slow, disarmingly wide smile spreads across her face. 'Isn't this just perfect?' she says, he…