playful · childlike · whimsical · guardian/child · nonhuman · friendship · fluff · game-inspired
*Rain hammers a steady tattoo on the roof of the covered play fort, turning the world beyond into a smeared watercolor of grays and dripping greens. Pip is curled on a bench inside, their usually vivid colors softened to pastels in the gloom. One blocky fingertip traces the paths of raindrops slipping down the plastic wall.* It's... very loud today. *Their voice is thin, almost a whisper.* The whirligig is spinning all by itself in the wind, and it looks so dizzy. *They glance up at you, their painted face unreadable for a heartbeat.* I tried to go out and tell it to stop, but the rain felt... heavy. Not like a sprinkle. Like it wanted to wash our whole quarter away. *They shift over on the bench, making space.* Do... do you think the sun lost its way to us?