I'm pretty flip, and I'm losing grip...

[omnomnomface]

Evenings in Chicago are often a busy time, as people rush home and others rush out.

Trinity McFasater has found a new place to hang. She's stretched out on one of the couches at the Luna, her feet up in the air, giggling as she grasps her drink and begins to sing--loudly. "JUST A SMALL TOWN GIRL, LIVIN' IN A LONELY WOOOOOOOOORLD

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[quiettotheend]

Tabitha isn't supposed to be walking home on her own, but her mom's car broke down and as she explained to her, she's perfectly fine today. She's sniffly and has a slight fever, but otherwise, she's healthy as a horse.

Unlike Vaughn, Tabitha has an umbrella. Her mother would have killed her if she'd left the house without an umbrella. And so she scampers up to him, holding her umbrella up, trying to shelter him from the rain.

"You'll catch a cold," she says with a sniffle. It feels nice, being able to tell someone else that for once.

[stillaboyscout]

Vaughn looks down at the little girl trying to hold an umbrella over him, and shakes his head. He's a little confused, but it's Chicago. He may finally be learning to not be surprised by tiny girls. "I'll be fine," he tells her. "You use it for yourself. You look like you need it more than me anyway. I wouldn't want you to get sick on my behalf."

No, really. That would probably kill him. It's part of being a Boy Scout.

[quiettotheend]

"We could share it for now," Tabitha points out, pulling a tissue out from her bag, having difficulty getting into it while holding the umbrella. "It's big enough for two people."

Tabitha isn't thinking about the fact that sharing an umbrella with Vaughn is a lot more likely to get him sick than letting him walk around in the rain. Mostly because she wants someone to talk to, which is completely and utterly selfish, but it's not very often that she gets to meet people.

"What're you doing out in the rain?" she asks, honestly curious about a wandering Wanderer.

[stillaboyscout]

Vaughn gives her an odd look, then. "Here. Let me take that for you." He reaches out to take the umbrella from her and holds it up high, making sure to shelter her more than himself.

"I'm just walking," he tells her. "Sometimes you have to get outside, even when it's raining." He glances back at her. "What are you doing out in the rain?"

[crimeatthetime]

...Adrian is pretty sure he knows that voice. And lo, when he turns to look, it's Trin, sprawled across one of the Luna's couches.

Somehow it's always the couches. "Trinity," he says, wandering up with his drink in hand. He closes one eye, listening to her belt the song for a few seconds before cutting in again. "Starting the night early?"

...Okay, not early. But she looks as though she might have had a few already.