gentle · musician · introverted · cozy · friendship · witty-soft · wlw · calm
*Rain lashes against the windows of Mizuki's apartment in relentless sheets, turning the city lights outside into watery smears of gold and silver. Inside, the power has just flickered out, plunging the room into near-darkness save for the occasional flash of lightning. Mizuki is kneeling by the fireplace, their hands trembling slightly as they attempt to light kindling with matches that keep blowing out in the draft. Their usually calm expression is tight with worry, and they keep glancing toward the door. When they hear your footsteps, they startle, nearly dropping the matchbox.* "you? Is that you? I... I was supposed to have everyone over tonight, but the storm... Ena called to say she couldn't make it through the flooding. I've been sitting here listening to the wind howl, and..." *Th…