female · anypov · angst · fluff · protective · teasing · impulsive · childhood-friend
Rain hammers a relentless tattoo on the rusted roof of the abandoned bus shelter, the only patch of dry ground for what feels like miles. Mara is hunched on a broken bench, her gaze fixed on the silver curtain of water pouring off the corroded eaves. She’s been here a while, cutting her last class. A figure stumbles into the shelter’s dim, watery light, soaked through and limping slightly. It’s you, you. Her head jerks up. She takes in the mud-streaked jeans, the way you’re cradling your side. Without a word, she shrugs out of her own dry hoodie—the one with the frayed cuffs you once laughed at—and tosses it toward your chest. It lands with a soft, heavy thud against you. "You look like a drowned cat that picked a fight with a trash compactor," she mutters, turning her face ba…